Neon Genesis Evangelion: The End of Evangelion

This marathon has set my eyes on fire and impaled my heart, and with this, it's culminated in a total transcendence of consciousness. I feel absolutely exhausted and invigorated, torn brutally apart and repaired through abstract humanism. I can't think of anything else that so delicately understands the infinite conflict of existing in constant pain just for a chance to hold the sun.

Nothing holds any real consequence except the choice to open your eyes in the dark and embrace even your heart's nightmare-memories, because at least you're alive.

The concrete physicality of reality blurs into a collage of buffering lights, and the only certainty is agony will eternally hold love's hand. Everything concludes with the poignant inconclusiveness inside the fabric of this series' every moment; I'm in utter awe.

A miracle of formless love.

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