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what was promethus doing when he created,or how did the great spirit decide to put clay in the oven, or when god made one in his imaige,three interpitations of how we came to be, but theres probablly about 8 billion current interpitions as to what we are, and thats just from the living. I am uncertian of what to make of anything right now. my curiosity is sometimes the only thing that gets me though the day, im out of step eith the world, age is a number i have sometimes thought to be a lie, my value, and knowladge is based on peices of paper, as oppesed to what i know. I know i have friends,.. im only positive in three of them, everyone else generates some mild paranoia a self induced phobia, learned from years of people turnign on me, its odd, then again im out of step. there is something missing, and even more missing in the world.