how is life lost if we keep "finding" it again and again and again and...well you get the piont.
i have a thought. would if we "find" our lost lives to be happy, sad, or just emotionally connected to whatever we are, wherever we are, and whoever we are. or, in some cases, whoever,whatever,and wherever we want to be.
but, i have to ask this one question, why on earth do we do it? i mean, no one knows if aliens put us here or if an overlord of some kind put us here, or if we just developed. so, i ask you all this one question, who are you? and even though you may think you know, you dont. you dont know who, what, or where you are. for all you know whatever the director of men in black thought could be true. we could all be in this tiny marble with a giant alien playing with it on some unknown planet that is in another marble, with another alien, and another marble and so on.
i mean, think about it, what IS out there. why did human beings come up with god, and the gods, and what-not and who-where.
i want to know, and i know you guys might hate me for tracking out of your religion or science or whatever, or you might think im a deep thinker for this, but i am not. im just me, sitting in a library on a crappy 2000 computer, dressed like a fifties chick, and waiting for something interesting to happen in my life. im guessing that that is about half of you out there too. might not be a crappy computer at a library or dressed like a fifties chick, but hey, its all the same when you have an overview.
goodbye for now, for this is kelsea.
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