I hate Seneca. I hate Seneca and I still do, even to this day. And you would too if you’d known him before It happened to him, and if you had to watch what It Happening had done to him. And, please believe me Dear Reader, it has absolutely nothing to do with him saying “Everything that has a beginning, also has an end…”. That, was pure Nero, a consequence of what Seneca had become after Nero got his hooks into Seneca. But Nero wasn’t the It. Nero was what the It opened a door for.
There’s a certain kind of betrayal that comes with friendship. It conspires around how much you’re willing to see the other person change. Were Seneca’s intimates savaged by his sudden wrestling with and “conversion” to Stoicism? And yet it’s Seneca himself who reminds us that no matter what amount of personal evolution there happens to be, it always comes capped by an end we cannot escape.