Shadows dancing on the cave walls of our biology.
“Hello, babies. Welcome to Earth. It’s hot in the summer and cold in the winter. It’s round and wet and crowded. At the outside, babies, you’ve got about a hundred years here. There’s only one rule that I know of, babies—God damn it, you’ve got to be kind.”
― Kurt Vonnegut, God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater
And it’s so damn good to be here. In the cold, in the hot, in the empty. It’s a good suffering
Reality is the matter we act upon, using energy.
I believe it is your responsibility to properly use energy you control. Moreover, you will always have excess energy that you need to dispose of somehow (living things need to collect more energy than is absolutely required, or they risk death).
Note that a collection of energy that is expended improperly is called a “bomb”.
Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see…
I’m just a poor booy, I need to sympathy (cause he’s easy come, easy go, little high, little low)
This
The reason why nothing matters.
Everyone is an actor and I’m in a truman show. Except the ratings are one of five stars and nobody want to watch this shitshow and the writer are already trolling me with these ridiculous plotlines. Felon President? What next?
(Exactly 40 words, if “I’m” is considered 1 word)
That which we call substance and reality is shadow and illusion, and that which we call shadow and illusion is substance and reality.
A blur of sensory experiences recorded only in volatile memory.
A really really bad joke.
Chaos+ entropy+ lots of space and time. Everything is in motion of some kind. Nothing will ever be like it once was. Enjoy yourself when you can. Love your self and respect life. Be kind to those that have less than you. Look at creation and wonder.
Bunch of tree dwelling apes who developed language to tell good vs leoparded trees after most of the trees died; went too far and are going extinct by finding a great filter they can’t invent out of.
A simulation.
It’s the uppermost boundary we have access to in this simulation.
We are made of star stuff, just like rocks, but we are curious and can learn. We are a way for the universe to know itself. We process matter with our industry and our digestive systems.
Just like a spider knows how to spin a web without being taught, we carry instinctual knowledge, but we also carry cultural knowledge from our life experiences. We are like organic computers. Emotions are a different way to solve problems when our logic fails.
