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July 29, 2005

The Answer is not 42, but it is just as simple.

I have resolved my conflict. You all must not hate me, I am in a fairly derranged state of mind.

These are the questions I can now answer: What is worth doing? What is the point? To absorb life. To stop ignoring the sky and feel the full weight of that 14.7 pounds per square inch of nothing that can raze you if you let it. In short, to appreciate beauty.

I'm thinking of specific moments in my life when i've come closest to understanding the infinite expanse of space. Wow wow wow.

Well dang. Nihilism outside, under the crushing weight of the "other," is just cynicism. Only a hardened heart can fail to see wonder and connect with it. We are not born with existential angst. We carve it out of us as we carve a life out of our world. Ah oh my I feel eversomuch better now. Its too easy to miss life these days. Too many people still waiting inside the station never see the train coming.

Posted by pedalboy at July 29, 2005 11:39 PM | TrackBack
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