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Facing Nietzsche’s Abyss: When Silence Becomes the Last God
“The wind forgot my name.
No prayers, no echoes —
just breath, and dust, and nothing more.”
There are moments in life when reflection becomes unbearable — when mirrors no longer show who we are, but only what we’ve lost.
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Nov 23, 20252 min read
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