Total daddy/mommy with a girthy dump truck and the wits of a 2000s British comedian. This person is always in a callous competition with the abrasively elaborate tedium & affliction that often accompanies philosophical unease; they're resisting the weight of an impending nihilistic dread. Curvy and chunky fellow with a proclivity for paraplegia in convictions.
A person who's culminating an unending refrain of self-awareness and improvement, always presenting themselves from a twisted angled perception of themselves.
Person 1: "I met this guy on campus today. He was really complex in his strife for philosophical ease and unturning some fundamentals principles of our universe!"
Person 2: "Without a shadow of doubt, I can assure you've encountered an intriguing breed of man."
Person 1: "I can't be {visibly discarding presented facts}... so that means..."
Person 2: "Indeed my friend: tis the residue of a peachy man, on thine soul. An archetype of man, one that, alone, drew the first breathe of the sentient man, a well-informed individual. The man thou hast encountered in thine corporeal routines, was as a matter of fact, a fierce Fletcher."
Person 1: "He, the unforsaken sinner, the cornerstone of all man's greatest feats, the adonis of all sapien archetypes, even the first triple sapien sapien sapien, was the one present in thine vicinity prior to this mundane conversation (at least in how it pales in comparison to his omniscient greatness)."
#both subsequently sacrifice themselves for this all-knowing entity, pleading to conglomerate their souls with his divine cause#