I am nothing but a mortal man.
While I will weep bitterly and mourn the passing of all my loved ones, and fall into despair and seclusion, and will turn to liquor and other drugs to comfort me, I still exist and live, head held up high, fist raised towards the heavens, breathing, sweating, making love and making art.
I am nothing but a mortal man and in this I am everything that the gods are not!
Finite
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