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Cognisant

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I live here now.
 

Cognisant

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I can only post in Siberia.

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Interesting idea...and maybe even helpful. How did you arrive to this conclusion however?
Ontological existentialism, duh :D
 

Cognisant

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No, self exile... so yes.

And that is the theories of existentialism as they pertain to our understanding, and more specifically how we understand, and more specifically still, how we perceive, the universe, our individual lives, and each other.
 

loveofreason

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Welcome to Siberia. Please enjoy your stay.

We appreciate that political asylum is a special time of life, and endeavour to provide as much inane, thought-provoking and reflective material as possible, in the hope that the benevolence of the Empire shall one day sway your spirits toward the Good.

Prisoners Holidaying subjects enjoy company. Non-exiles please feel free to entertain the rebel force within us all.
 

loveofreason

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*brings stale bread, hemlock and entertainment to the gulag*

What'll be? Death, Dersu or Bread?

Dersu Uzala

:kodama1:
 

loveofreason

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Good folk!

Siberia has been frozen this day, the 22nd June 2014, having fallen to its own localised ice age and thus running widdershins to the balance of a planet in meltdown. The permafrost is sealed now beneath a vast, aberrant glacier as transparently smooth as showcase glass. The suffering few passing travellers and sometime inhabitants, with their twilight tales, are here locked forever within what one could wish were a hermetic marvel; a monument to that which once passed for reformatory justice.

So rather than being lost without tribute in the foetid proletariat of the oubliette, these threads remain now self-evidentially intact, as though corpses were headstones. As though words were the covers of books! Preserved to haunt... complete; inviolate ...behold! An entire land of pure ghosts.

:rip:
 
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