there is naught but surrender.
anyone telling you otherwise is trying to sell you something. even if it is your very own self, run away, and quickly. give up, give in. you have no choice anyway. in this, beauty and love, all the wonders of the world, and the death you have been afraid of since you first realized it was coming.
there is nothing in this for you.
not my will, but thy will, be done.
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