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Tuesday, July 12, 2011
What is out there? What is in here? What is the meaning of life? Is this all there is? Are we simply meat puppets, existing on this plane for a period of time, only to expire and rot? Is our existence defined simply by accumulation? Or is there something more to this? Life, this existence, is a zero sum game. Death exists to give meaning to life. Anything other than achieving comprehension of the unknown is frivolous and self destructive. Use your head for something besides a hat rack. There is an amazing apparatus inside that protective shell of bone. The vast majority uses 10%. That’s 90% untapped. Laying there, decaying under the weight of all that is known. Or maybe I'm just nuts and have spent way too much time alone. I'm an individual, among the collective. Plenty of room if you care to join me
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