For this to exist (it doesn’t really, only in cyberspace), for you to be reading this, glancing at it, or even ignoring it, proves that at one point in eternity; I thought (then wrote, then typed…) this! Then somehow got it on this damn network of interconnectivity we all love so much, these days. So unless someone or some group can destroy the internet (not sure if that’s possible and I highly doubt it but), this could go on representing me and what I was presently thinking at this current moment in time, which you may never know… Yet you have proven I exist(ed).
I am/was here!!!
Or had my existence faked by a whimsical deity, determined to confuse already highly confused beings…
So maybe it doesn’t prove much at all?
What are our reasons to stay alive
random tasks or nine to five
unprovable theories, facts, obsessions,
deep minutiae, shallow lessons
ironic humour with sporadic timing
acting dumb or occasionally miming
do what you would have done anyway
believe what you will then do as I say...
The accumulated remains of selected ideas in blog form
The Truth is Lies...
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