07 Nov

"humans are rational beings. the brain is fascinatingly complicated, and down to every detail, will process in acute mathematics the situation.
especially death.
a friend once told me he died, floating above himself and seeing his body.
i asked him if he thinks it happened, or if his brain wanted that to happen.
and he told me we are all rational.
what is the truth? why, it's what you get the most people to believe.
most people believe in god.
because they believe in god, does that make god real?
or is god just the idea of rationalizing death?
were all afraid to die.
is god the reassurance that its okay?
if we were never told there was a "light at the end of the tunnel", how many people would have seen one? if we were not told there is a heaven, and looked wistfully upwards at it, would we sense our souls rising and looking down on us?
how much of it is true, how much of it is the brain firing off at the last second an explaination to: why.
i dont know.
unfortunately, anybody who does isnt around to help us find out.
i get vaguely philisophical when im depressed. i guess my sadness makes me wise?
it doesnt help Lamb: The Gospel According to Biff, Christ's Childhood Pal is laying in front of me along side a pair of raybans. noah left both of them here, and maybe i should give them back, and ask him for the answers.
no, the answer to life is not 42. i dont care what machine told you that."








sharing tidbits and blurbs with cruz.
it's nice, letting someone see my secret work.
rather than hiding it in faux-dusty binders.


ravens tonight.
~Hunnam.