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Mark Architecture 2018 —2020
Robinson Portfolio

me, impeding the discovery of purpose nor path that consumes

my individual purpose and pro- us?
pelling me toward an unnerv-
ing state of purposelessness. . Everyone can think, the most
It thrusts me into a treacherous important thing is to be able to
quagmire of fear so profound think.

that the mere mention of its
existence evokes a tremor within
my very hands. Contemplating Servet Furkan Cengil

the existence or absence of this
entity compels one to seek solace
akin to a small child seeking
refuge in the sanctuary of their
mother’s embrace, only to find it

elusively out of reach. This intan-
gible specter assumes the form
of “purgatory” itself—an abyss

of ambiguity, caught betwixt
and between, drained of vitali-
ty, gradually dissolving into the
void. In the realm of our corpo-
real existence, these sensations

of obscurity and exhaustion
epitomize the gravest depths of
our emotional encounters, while

the notion that such sentiments
pervade both time and space
leaves me engulfed in an inexo-
rable sense of helplessness that
permeates to my very core. Is it

purgatory that is frightening, or
is it the idea that the self and the
self are actually dysfunctional?

Is it the idea that we are insig-
nificant in this infinite universe
that misleads us, or that the
world revolves around us? Is it
our goals that will guide us on

the way to discover our selves,
or is it the possibility of neither

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