your blue is my red

Dec 12, 2006 12:15

How do we know that we all see the same things? When you see blue,I could be seeing red. What you define as beautiful could be what I define as ugly. I could be hearing chimes when you hear dums.

It's crazy to think about our significance to existence. Imagine if we were living inside a 5 year old's marble collection. Imagine if the universe was just a speck of glitter sitting inside a lost lip gloss container. Imagine if we were being controlled by other things as if they were playing chess. Scientists say that the universe is expanding-Imagine if the universe was a cell in a growing colony of bacteria. I want something to prove our importance. It's sad to think that possibly, we live for nothing.

I have nothing against religions but I hate it when religious people think they are better than everyone else just because they believe in something that everyone else doesn't.
everything could be fake.

existence, blog

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