Pain is animalistic, brutish, mundane, as free and natural as air. It is intangible and avoids all contact and all struggles; it exists in time and is the same thing as time; if it jumps and roars, it is just to make the sufferer taste the previous torture again in the next moment and become more helpless in the long wait for the next torture. This kind of scream is not pain in the original sense, but a moment of vitality created by the nerves in order to feel the duration of real pain, the length of boring, annoying, and endless pain.
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