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Are you fulfilling your destiny, or are you somehow off track?
Sitting here typing these words, is that part of my destiny? Or should I be hiking up the side of Mt. LeConte despite the 18 inches of snow reported on Top of Old Smoky?
Sitting here typing these words, is that part of my destiny? Or should I be hiking up the side of Mt. LeConte despite the 18 inches of snow reported on Top of Old Smoky?
Is this the only me, or is there a parallel me pondering his own existence somewhere else in the universe, or in a parallel universe? Or is pondering one's own existence alone, proof that we obviously exist? I think, therefore I am. But if I spend the day not thinking, do I cease to exist?
You do exist don't you? Or did I only imagine you?
Do you also think, therefore you also are? Or am I here only because you imagined me? But if that is true, why didn't you imagine me better looking? Say, something more George Clooneyish.
Or am I but an ant crawling across the patio of life? I seem to do a lot of scampering.
You do exist don't you? Or did I only imagine you?
Do you also think, therefore you also are? Or am I here only because you imagined me? But if that is true, why didn't you imagine me better looking? Say, something more George Clooneyish.
Or am I but an ant crawling across the patio of life? I seem to do a lot of scampering.
When I get caught up with such questions, I usually consult someone with a younger, more pliable brain than my own.
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