I am Ixian, strapped to the burning wheel of fire in the underworld that is my life.

A bleak assessment to be sure, but I put it to you that it is the truth.

For what is life, if not an ever-swinging

pendulum of pain and boredom, kept in motion by the insatiable will? I am constantly striving

for things that I want, but what I want is never enough. Long-term satisfaction is tedium,

elegantly veiled. This alone is a cruel trick to the individual, but in a world of many, it is the ultimate tragedy.

The wills of the multitude cannot avoid the inevitable conflict.

As one wills ends, treats another as its means.

The tiger feasts on the wild dog, who feats on the baby turtle, all to propagate life

so the future generations can play out this tragic scene ad infinitum. In human life,

save rare moments of true compassion, we are little better. Yet, there is a hint for salvation.

What if we all realize that at our core, we are the same will? What if we could make the

wheel of Ixian stand still, if only for a moment? Would it be possible to see beauty? Would it be possible

to see a fellow sufferer rather than a fellow ego? I suspect it might, but I'm afraid that I and

many others are easily fooled. The will will do as it pleases, and not what pleases us.

Hello and welcome to episode 90 of the Pansai cast. I'm an individual subject arising through disassociation from the will.

And my name is Mr. Jack Symes. And I'm joined once again by the man who refused to go to heaven when he learned there be no seals there.

It's Mr. Oli-Mali. Hello. And the negation of the will itself, Mr. Andrew Horton.

Hello.

An absolute pleasure to be with you both for another old school series.

We've got a new feature for this installment, haven't we?

As promised, Oli, Molly, here we go again.

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