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Thus spake Zarathustra,
First and lasting impressions?,
I could relate, in my, at that time, bleak and black state,
to be the removed, and going and living in a cave,
The one thing that stuck, was the story of the tightrope walker,
On his way across the line, a clown appears at the other side,
cartwheeling and jumping, shaking the rope,
the walker loses balance and falls to the ground,
fatally cracking his skull,
the clown appears up in his face and grinningly says
don't worry, your soul will be dead before your body!
Bleak shit for sure, unless I'm mis-remembering,
But then again, it is all peaks and troughs...