The Unbearable Lightness of Being

I tremble in the face of uncertainty.
No, I tremble in the face of the inescapable certainty that is to come.

It is futile to fear death, to even think about fearing death,
for when it comes, no mind will exist to think nor fear.

And yet, I tremble.

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