Monday, May 28, 2018

a spinning sphere without a horton to hear


“he’s not the easiest person to imbibe”

 

the failing of philosophy is in thinking the goal of philosophy is to search for meaning. look at the utter chaos of this world; you can’t make sense of it by putting it in a custom made package wrapped in a bow. it makes more sense to view it as disorder and the feeble attempts which try to anchor it with answers everyone should allow, as a waste of time. yes, existence engulfs the ecosystems of earth, it has happened for no other reason than it has happened, within the limits of gravitational pull and we have, and still do, swarm the surface, in wild abandon, leaving markers on pathways, striving for cohesiveness, but finding only frustration as the chaos continues to conquer simply because it was set in motion. society is a mosh pit, arms flailing, slamming into each other, endorphins emptied in effort to earn ecstasy. i have found inner complacency in viewing the documentary as having no theme or plot, whether you do, or not, it doesn’t matter.

 

before this disease gets much worse

let me leave you with this verse

there’s limits to this universe

and one of those is me

 

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