Can you push yourself past the point of pain? I mean, what comes after it, does death come when you can no longer handle agony, does the agony grow stronger until it becomes a part of your body, writhing with your senses?

Does insanity beckon behind the farthest reaches of pain or does it just grow harder?

Is it bad to want pain, your body physically in need of desperate hurt? How do we even know that pain is bad? What if from the beggining of time it had been worshipped as a natural practice instead of infamous for horrid torture. What if pain was psychosamatic? What if it only tortured our insides because we though it did, were tought that it did?

What if pain.. didn’t hurt at all?