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The life-long pursuit of evasive beauty

The sunset at the horizon, visually pleasing to the aesthetic-conscious, agonizingly-lonely sailor who has been chasing it since he left shore. Not by choice, by obligation. But, unknown to him, an obligation that was unnecessary. All of his friends who he hadn't talked to in years warned him of the preposterous pursuit, how the sun setting at the horizon was an illusion. He argued impossibility was the true illusion. That the only thing preposterous was a life without pursuit. He left it at that and never saw them again. His sails were as high as his spirits, his unremitting hope was fortuitous to even the tallest waves he would see through his journey. But he was a fool. A stubborn, oblivious fool. Every day, at the 17th hour, when its glow was at its brightest he saw the promising ore of light that one day would be his. It seemed to be so close, he had read endless books of the suns existence, and since he was a child, a day didn't go by where he didn't lay his eyes on it. And there it was, at the tip of the horizon, waiting for him. "If I never reach the sun, then no man will ever reach heaven," he asserted to himself. He eventually died at sea, only to be discovered by local pirates days later. The sailor, with his untidy salt-and-peppered beard, and the look of dissatisfaction reflecting from his dead eyes under the high-sunned sky put many of the normally morally-deprived pirates under a state of lament and pity. In his cold right hand was his bible, the pirates opened it and found the very assertive quote the sailor said to himself, written in the book, of the sun and heaven.

They all shook their heads.

"Irrational of a man to believe in a god who has never revealed himself in physical or moral form in this world," concluded the self-righteous, atheist pirate.

"Irrationality is for the mindful," retorted the scientific pirate, "his mind was idle. He was dumber than a mule to believe he could reach the sun, let alone capture it."

"Yes," interrupted the psychologist pirate, "but hope can make the sharpest of men as dull as the rocks at the bottom of this sea."

They all threw his decapitated body off of the ship and into the ocean and took anything they could find of value on his ship. And went back to their life of thievery and never thought of the dead sailor again.

Behind the sun was a mystical creature who observed all of these human actions throughout the seas and lands of the world. It was called Rationality. It shook its intangible head in disgust. After the timeless hours it spent in its life waiting to be discovered well before the dawn of man, it made a conclusion, "Pursuit is ubiquitous. Though the context of pursuit can change its texture and shape from individual to individual, it sits on its throne on mt. pious as all men and women crawl up the hill to capture its throne. Their eyes, so fixated on the metamorphic crown it wears that they fail to realize the countless men beside them crawling up to the same goal. That sailor saw a sun under its crown, but was blind to his stubborn demeanor. That atheist pirate saw free will, but was blind to the defiance of conclusion not understanding his atheism was as stubborn a belief as any other religious man. The scientific pirate saw knowledge, but was blind to meaning. The psychologist pirate saw intuition, but was blinded by pessimism that overshadowed it through his grim past. They all will continue their pursuit, whatever it maybe, but will never see a conclusion to their journey, because they fail to see that their journey only concludes when they finally take off that bag on their back and finally stop walking. They continue to innovate, to run faster, to grow larger, to build further, to build the walls around them higher and higher only because they see more sky. Their pursuits are pointless, trivial, meaningless, useless. They've built endless things, including language. Perhaps the most beautiful word created was contentment. Its too bad it doesn't exist." Rationality gave up on humanity, and disappeared into the universe outside of their bubbled reality, hoping that one day they break the bubble, and one day find him.

I hope some of you can realize how much this applies to many of you and your aspirations of beauty. I'm still trying to realize it myself.

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Enjoyed reading this, and nice title for it btw. How long did it take you to write this?

This part stood out to me

That atheist pirate saw free will, but was blind to the defiance of conclusion not understanding his atheism was as stubborn a belief as any other religious man.

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Short Version:

There was a gay sailor who was a retard and wanted to catch the sun but died because it's impossible, an atheist Pirate somehow managed to convince a Scientist and a Pyschologist to become Pirates and they find the gay sailor decapitated (how?) and they rob him and gtfo.

The End.

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Enjoyed reading this, and nice title for it btw. How long did it take you to write this?

This part stood out to me

That atheist pirate saw free will, but was blind to the defiance of conclusion not understanding his atheism was as stubborn a belief as any other religious man.

about 45 minutes, give or take.

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Short Version:

There was a gay sailor who was a retard and wanted to catch the sun but died because it's impossible, an atheist Pirate somehow managed to convince a Scientist and a Pyschologist to become Pirates and they find the gay sailor decapitated (how?) and they rob him and gtfo.

The End.

Though some might argue that naivete and ignorance is bliss, u should be careful because if not there will be times where you'll be beat near death and wonder why.

The End.

peanutbutterbrother: great story. but is it really all in our minds what a big deal acne is? no, well yes literally because we're thinking creatures, but what i mean is to the subconscious level we note even the minuscule differences of physical reactions to us. and those reactions aren't nice. how can we be content when we actually knew of a life before acne? we don't because we're sane humans

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