That cloud looks like a turd.

Quiescence cannot be achieved, I have been told. I would argue they didn’t try.

Every single breath, every action, every thought, is laden with consequences for physical beings. Now I see that I am in a comfortable position. The brain-flatulences of PS are bound to have an impact, as long as they are being read of course. But they are monodirectial for me. I direct them at you, there might be a reaction, but I am here. Forever blissed by quiescence, as long as the weekly state is not due.

I know it is unfair, but metaphysical beings suffer the curse of enternity, not the one of the present.

And if I have learnt anything about human beings, it is that they very well understand what the curse of enternity means. It is forever (now this word is used ubiquitously, but I do mean eternity in this context) looking into the past and the future. A heavy burden. Now, why I know that humans do shoulder this burden as well, is the lack of consciousness of the moment. Some do try, some call it awareness. But escaping? Being quiescent? Humans do not want that, even if they could.

But if you want to feel what the burden of eternity is, be my guest. But see, I have the pleasure of attaining non-activity. Something, that gives me the power to unload this thought right here this moment, without having to suffer the reactions.

Welcome to my takeout stand, we have it all.