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 Hey.
You exist.
Take a moment out of your day and think about that.
Look around you at this world - at the trees blowing in the wind, watch you move your own arm, flex your hand, take a deep breath.
You exist.
Let that sink in.
Too many people take life for granted and never take a single moment to realize the true miracle that is themselves and their own life.
Every breath you take is a miracle of nature.
Your thoughts, your dreams, your goals - all are miracles.
Science can tell us where those come from - the brain - but it can't tell us why.
You and me - we're miracles. According to science, the possibility of our existence and the intricacy of our universe is almost - if not entirely - impossible.
And, yet, here we are.
A tiny speck of dust in a vast and seemingly empty and lifeless vortex of space and time.
Suddenly your problems fade away into the back of your mind. They seem so small. They are small. We are but particles on a speck of dust.
But we're here. We exist. We think, we breathe, we feel.
Just think about that.
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Sometimes I lose control of my emotions and become so unbelievably enraged with ignorant individuals. Individuals who allow their emotions to block their minds and withhold themselves from logical thinking. Individuals who form opinions and place votes that will effect the entire country without doing anything research. To me, that is like jumping off a plane and pulling millions of people with you because you THINK there's a parachute on your back, though you never actually check. Not only are you endangering yourself but you are endangering the lives of others.



But then I calm myself and remember that our world still has millions - billions, perhaps - of years left to live and those young and naive souls still have time to learn. Though it still hurts me that others will suffer from their close-mindedness, I understand that it is out of my control and all I can do is have faith that their souls will grow in time...



What if...?

Apr. 6th, 2013 07:29 pm
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What if when we die, we wake up? What if this is all a dream? You can say you can tell the difference between life and dreaming - you can say you're more conscious when you're awake. But what if the dreams you're comparing "life" to are really a dream within this dream and our senses just grow weaker the deeper we're dreaming?
When I become conscious in my dreams, I feel out of place.
Those of us here who are "waking up" in this life feel out of place.
What if life is literally made of conscious levels and when we die, we wake in the next level?

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June 2021

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