April 15, 2007
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Thoughts Come
We are the inventors of history. With every passing moment we are improvising the story of mankind.
If I have a daughter I’m going to name her Mystery, so then people will ask her, “Why did your parents name you Mystery?” and she will answer, “I don’t know.”
As time goes by, memories multiply, and yet I am always here. But if to my past self I was there then, which was here then, then I am not here now, but merely thinking I am here, while always not being and being here. Here is merely a place I am passing through to get to here. For I will always be here, yet here will also disappear. Here is always going and always coming.
Our lives’ actions must be commensurate with what we know.
Life is too fast for the memory to record and too big for words to describe.
Every person is obsessed with their own opinions.
A man answers every question according to his own motives.
The way I found the world is not my responsibility, but the way I leave it is.
Farebye! Goodwell!
Comments (2)
you fascinate me.
lol thanks for clearing that up for me =P