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I have no sense of self. I am not living. I am simply floating and am surrounded by others who are too deluded to realize the irony of their routine. Why is it ironic what they do? They do not understand the ridiculousness of their folly. They do not arrive anywhere. There is no coming or going. They are in a rush for no apparent reason. They create problems and anxiety over misplaced forks when these forks truly belong in their hearts.