Thursday, 7 May 2015


What am I today? If you ask, I can't give an answer.

I can only say,

I tried to be me.

Maybe I failed.

But I tried.

Surely, that counts for something.

Or doesn't.

Entropy marches on

After all.

I am an agglomeration of almost totally empty space held in its shape by electron repulsion. When I die, all that will cease to exist is a particular arrangement of almost totally empty space held in a specific shape by electron repulsion. 

That is all we are. That is all our hopes and loves and aspirations are. A matter of electric charges.

Peace and happiness on you all.

1 comment:

  1. "That is all we are." And yet I am more. And so are you.


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