I made the conscious decision to be happy and it has worked. I realized that part of this only-believing-in-these-cells-getting-to-live-this-life once thing is that there's really no point to breathing unless I can find contentment and beauty, since this is all I got. Without a bright repository for your conscious self after death, why live if you ( Read more... )

what will you do when you realize that your body didn't just appear out of thin air from some spirit, that it's made of all the things you've ever fed it and all the air you've ever breathed and all the potions you've ever smeared on it and all the people you've ever held or licked or fucked? will you start putting more thought into all of these ( Read more... )