I'm sure this means something, but don't ask me what.
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But at some point, no matter how far down you go, you just accept it. The world is what it is. No idea why.
We operate on uncertainty. We set things in motion, not knowing where they will go, and then we ride the whirlwind wherever it may take us. Sometimes it ends well, in new and unexpected wonders. Sometimes it ends only in death, cold and empty, and we find ourselves alone. We pick up the pieces regardless. And we continue on.