~Shit
I guess unless you study enough science feels a lot like faith.
~Cop-out reasoning. I feel stupid.
Then when you do study enough you confirm that belief.
~Feels much the same, and I still feel stupid.
Am I one of those people that is crazy enough to think they are dead, but they're alive, or even worse the opposite?
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck!
How deep does solipsism go? Am I real? Am I only real while I can have realizations, or the moment I start to let my mind idle I become nothing? Is that why we dream? Dreams occur whether or not you are aware of them. Am I aware of myself? Am I everybody playing out each role as I see fit?
Fuck!
I think therefore I am. Is that an existentialist question, puzzle, answer, revelation? Perhaps it's a challenge?
Does it matter if we exist in a simulation? Does that change anything? Certainly we proceed with careful forethought and trepidation while bound by circumstance with lasting repercussion. That is the caveat. The crux.
I don't think I want to be here anymore. I'm not sure anybody really does at the end of the day.
Sweet entropy find me unfettered and without want save for your grace.
Anyway,
Have a pleasant existence, know that I'm rooting for you.
Drunk and feeling lost. Cheers, mofos
Will likely delete this tomorrow, enjoy