Archive from October 21st, 2007:
I seriously can't believe I wrote this.
Sometimes I think that I’m meant for greater things. But then the real world catches up with me and I go crashing down to earth.
Has one ever considered the concept of life? It is almost utterly pointless, as we on Earth are but one little microcosm situated in the vastly uncharted Universe, which even the best of scientists do not know enough about to banter about the existence of other sentient lifeforms on other planets, let alone the existence of other Universes, or even if things like wormholes will ever see a future in interstellar space travel.
If you think about it, life in general is but transient, an eventuality of extinction awaiting every single one of us, whether intelligent or primal, in a universe where the only constant is change.
With thoughts like these, is it no wonder I spend so much time sitting at my table in class being utterly silent as others communicate, staring a hole in the floor as I immerse myself in my inner thoughts? It is as if my existence is split in half: My world, and the rest of it.
Or maybe all these thoughts may just disappear as my headache disappears.
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