Nihilitarianism

We hardly know the danger anymore. Could we really have a psychotic breakdown from these battles? Could our egos themselves die from experiencing our bodies' death so many times, until we no longer know whether we have a body or not? But still we can't help but go on, driven as we are by this irritation in our core, ever needing to be scratched, to be coughed up. So over and over we pounce at each other, to disintegrate and be disintegrated, until it seems we might very well be becoming psychotic, but it doesn't matter, because all we can feel right now is the urge to launch ourselves into the fray again, into the vortex, the black hole. My only perspective is that I know this rage inside will keep me going and that I will keep trying again and again until I succeed in breaking these boundaries around me. It needs to expand, needs someone into which to expand, to tread on boundaries, on borders and declare war on all that divides, all that limits.