Thursday, July 10, 2008

Much love

I have never lived, am living, am not living, will never live, and will eventually live on a strange space ship hurtling through the cosmos that I choose to call earth because strange monsters that look like me call it that also. Everything I perceive is true in some sense, false in some sense, meaningless in some sense, true and false in some sense, false and meaningless in some sense, and true and false and meaningless in some sense. On not. You are, or are not, yourself and only you can decided what that means.

I love you.

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