Time. Space. Repetition. Life. Size.
What does it mean.
Why are we compelled to ask the same question over the ages.
How many people have looked upon this same mountain in awe of its grandeur and asked why they are put here.
What does it mean if there really is no answer.
Would it make life on this rock we call home any better. Or any worse.
What creates meaning?
What is interesting, is that the music playing in the background as this is written and read is creating in itself more meaning that was simply typed. If you come back again. The feeling will be lost, turn on another song. Everything changes.
Time. Space. Repetition. Life. Size.
We are nothing.
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