EVERYTHING COMES BACK: THE EXISTENTIAL DECEPTION OF HUMAN REBOUND

There's a brutal truth that the naive don't see: life is nothing more than a gigantic existential pinball machine where every hit, every bump, every minuscule action rebounds with the precision of a merciless algorithm.

Nothing is lost, everything reappears. Like a crazy boomerang that knows no forgiveness.

Take words: whispered, shouted, silenced. Do you believe they vanish into thin air? Not a chance. They accumulate, stratify, waiting for the right moment to re-emerge like uncomfortable corpses from the lake of memory. A silence today can become an earthquake twenty years from now. A seemingly innocent phrase can shake entire existences when you least expect it.

Time, then. Ah, time! The only true bastard that knows no restitution. It flows inexorably, erases, consumes. It doesn't return a single second. While everything comes back - loves, betrayals, revenges - it doesn't. Time is a robber that leaves no trace, that empties your days like a ruthless thief.

But here lies the paradox: precisely while time robs you, it offers you the opportunity to be the architect. Every moment is a coin you can choose to spend or waste. Life is not a passive accounting, it's a continuous investment.

Those who don't understand this mechanism are destined to repeat the same mistakes, spinning in an existential loop like rats in a maze. Those who grasp the logic of rebound become masters of their own destiny.

Don't fool yourselves: everything comes back. Lies, betrayals, kindnesses, abuses. The universe doesn't forget, it accumulates and returns with interest. You are the checking account of this cosmic bank.

The only true revolution? Accept this mechanism and play with it cynically. Be both the investor and the investment.

Good luck, naive readers.

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🦅 Cheyenne Isa ₿ 🦅