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| I was walking through the quad today. All the snow on the ground is slowly melting and on the brown edge of slush. I'd just left my discussion section, where we were discussing Spinoza's determinism. | |
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| The idea that everything in the world must exist just as it does because of the essence of God's nature. I was walking and looking at the sparse groups of people and I started to cry. | |
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| I think I use this background, and this iteration of my character icon, WAY the fuck too much. | |
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