Paramours of destruction, clinging desperately to our lives as we hurl through space and time, tied precariously to this rock by forces we struggle in vain to understand and egotistically think we can master and command, swiftly bringing about that which we are so eager to avoid- death, despair, nothingness. 

And I don't consider myself a cynic.  

Why do we do this to each other?

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