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With awakening comes despondence.
With awakening comes hell.
With awakening comes the dawn.
With awakening comes the terror that you are the depression.
With awakening comes the fear that you cause it.

Being human comes at a cost.
Being in a body comes at a cost.
A cost most refuse to pay.

We want a world that clings.
A world that satisfies.
Even temporarily.
Even superficially.

It is not natural to release the longing to be happy.
It is not natural to let go of wanting.
We chase jobs. We chase success. We chase businesses.
We build staves of wisdom draped in the luxury of pain.
We drape ourselves in the extravagance of aberration.

We are ghosts.
Ghosts of who we were before the world held us.
Ghosts of who we were before it told us:
You are not loved.
You are not peace.
Not for breathing.
Not for living.

With awakening comes hell.
With awakening comes despondence.
With awakening comes the dawn.
With awakening comes the quiet grief.
With awakening comes the truth we cannot escape.

We are ourselves.
Alone.
Walking in a body.
In a world.
In a mind.
Seeking peace.
Seeking love.
Seeking what has always been within us, yet always denied.

We are ghosts.
And still, we breathe.
And still, we live.
With awakening comes hell.
With awakening comes the dawn.