Now. right now. how i feel is strange. like i should always and forever feel this way. that i should strive to never leave this thought. go only toward the furthering of this thought.
its a discussion i want to have. its open to everyone. of course. its about everyone. anyone and everyone. everything. about our bones. made of the same stuff. the same stuff that has always existed. my bones are made of things that dinosaurs ate, digested, consumed....of their bones and what was in them. 212 bones of history in every person. 6 quarts of history. how many pairs of genes? of the same genetic material. the same elements. same chemical compounds. we eat things that ate things that were grown somewhere sometime. could be far away. could be in your backyard. could be on a farm half way across the world. where did it-they get what t/i needed to flourish. or to subsist but anyways...it was alive. something was. and it was absorbed. digested. energy was taken from it. that energy manifest in someway. through some form of action,
the world we live in. on. its part of a greater cosmos. the entire universe. one tiny little planet in one small galaxy. how many are there? how big is space? we live as a part of that. all that. everyone of us. all included. our life, lives, life our life together. our problems. our concerns exist as a part of that impossible to fathom immensity. i didn't get a proper dinner tonight. so the fuck what? there's way way way more than enough food on this planet to feed everyone. everything. yet we do things that make it somehow too difficult for ourselves to keep this in perspective. what are we thinking about? an infinite amount of things that obscure our view of a truly honest perspective.
but it has to start right here doesn't it? it didnt start here but it can start here for me. it can pick up here.
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