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Things are not in focus, when there is no way things are.
Purpose is like the moment you're in, always fleeting and changing.
I don't know.
I've not really ever known much.
The more I 'learn' the more mess there is to confuse me.
Hypotheses fall apart as the earth spins on.
And I know less through learning more.
Maybe my head is just too far in the clouds for me to ever really know how things really are.
Or maybe things are just so subjective for each person that there is no way things are.
When I walk down the street I am always amazed how kind of different people actually are.
They really are very different.
You can put them into 'groups' if you like but no two of them are the same.
I want to know why.
I don't think there 'is' a 'reason'.
I think reasons are just things we made up.
So we could operate.
Maybe it doesn't matter.
What matter if it matters or not?
Why bother?
What else is there to do?
Anything?
Probably something.
Who knows?
Purpose is like the moment you're in, always fleeting and changing.
I don't know.
I've not really ever known much.
The more I 'learn' the more mess there is to confuse me.
Hypotheses fall apart as the earth spins on.
And I know less through learning more.
Maybe my head is just too far in the clouds for me to ever really know how things really are.
Or maybe things are just so subjective for each person that there is no way things are.
When I walk down the street I am always amazed how kind of different people actually are.
They really are very different.
You can put them into 'groups' if you like but no two of them are the same.
I want to know why.
I don't think there 'is' a 'reason'.
I think reasons are just things we made up.
So we could operate.
Maybe it doesn't matter.
What matter if it matters or not?
Why bother?
What else is there to do?
Anything?
Probably something.
Who knows?