Random Thoughts! Part 2? :o

I need to pick up the Ultimate comics again...

Why am I farting so much. I mean, I ate a lot of sunflower seeds but those usually don't give me that bad of gas. But they are so very frequent right now and so very horrid.

Perhaps it was the enchiladas.

xD

I'm thinking about how I'd wanna hug Bunny right now, bahaha

We can dance if we want to
We can leave your friends behind
'Cause your friends don't dance and if they don't dance
Well they're no friends of mine
I say, we can go where we want to
A place where they will never find
And we can act like we come from out of this world
Leave the real one far behind
And we can dance
:joker:

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Originally Posted by I'm my own MILF

Man, I completely missed the point of the thread in talking about Rei.

Random thoughts I have... let's see...

The technological singularity. Nanotechnology. Biotechnology. If I am teleported, am I the same person at the other end? If I am deconstructed and reconstructed, completely identical, have I died? The prospect of eternal life. How to reconcile being a member of the species which has committed the Holocaust, but has also created stuff like this. Am I good? Am I evil? Are people? Can we be classed into that, or do we all have the capacity for all of it?

Look at this. Ten thousand galaxies, estimated. Billions of stars in each, on average. Upwards of a trillion in some. A trillion fracking stars. We've spent hundreds of thousands of years on one single planet orbiting one single star. We don't know everything about THIS place yet. This single planet. There are around two hundred billion stars in our galaxy. Two. Hundred. Billion. And there are a hundred billion galaxies in the observable universe. And people say existence could become boring? No. It might be right now for some, but that's because we're only just starting to open our eyes and seeing the most brilliant glorious light, and right now it's blinding. But I want to live forever. Forever. I want to visit every planet, every moon, around every star. I want to meet every species, hear all their music, read all their books, watch all their movies, experience the arts we didn't even create on Earth.

It's so big. It's so big. It's beautiful beyond measure. I stare at that image of the Hubble Deep Field. A single pixel can be a whole galaxy. I can't begin to imagine how many lives I must be looking at in that picture. How impossibly many civilizations have risen and fallen, how much has been built and destroyed. How can I reconcile that I am part of a universe like this? Where atrocities must have been committed which make the Holocaust look inconsequential? Where creations so profound must exist that it would break my heart, literally change my life, just to know of them? And to know that I will play a part in this, I can create, I can destroy.

I exist. And I live every day, as much as I possibly can, overjoyed at the simple, ridiculous, impossible fact that a pattern of meat and energy exists. That I feel. I think. I choose. I can reach out and touch the wall with my fingertip and I can feel it, I can feel all the weird little wallpaper bumps. I can interact with the entirity of this unimaginably, colossally huge universe.

And that's assuming that what we can see is all there is. What if there are other planes of reality? If this entire universe is just a bubble in an infinite froth? What if there is a stage above the universe as massive as a galaxy is to a star?

They looked around, in the midst of an undreamt splendour.

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Be careful with such statements! You might microwave someone's brain. ;)

My milkshake has yet to bring a single boy to the yard. Unless we're talking about someone else's yard. I hope I'm not unintentionally bringing all the boys to someone else's yard with my milkshake, because the yard owner would probably be most distraught.

If Santa isn't real, then where do all my presents come from?

I like Cake.

The band and the food.

"With finger nails that shine like justice."

I like pokemon. I'll take my brother's GBA and play Pokemon all night long. And I also like cake, chocolate or maybe mocha, or coffee banana, but I do not like teh taste of chiffon cake or the sponge cake. Eww tastes like sponge.

I wonder how dogs think. Is it just barking, or do they just go off instincts?

gotchi

Do you think I should color my hair? Its all black and Beetle-styled. I think I need a make-over. Its very windy here. There's a storm. Oh yeah, summer here is officially over.

Sometimes I forget what I'm going to say. Like right now.

I talked to my old math teacher the other day. See how he was doing. He wants to hang out and play cards. Think I'll take him up on the offer.

Words spoken by actual female: "Chris is the most confusing man I have ever met. He always says exactly what he's thinking. What kind of game is that?"

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Originally Posted by Momiji

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Originally Posted by I'm my own MILF

Man, I completely missed the point of the thread in talking about Rei.

Random thoughts I have... let's see...

The technological singularity. Nanotechnology. Biotechnology. If I am teleported, am I the same person at the other end? If I am deconstructed and reconstructed, completely identical, have I died? The prospect of eternal life. How to reconcile being a member of the species which has committed the Holocaust, but has also created stuff like this. Am I good? Am I evil? Are people? Can we be classed into that, or do we all have the capacity for all of it?

Look at this. Ten thousand galaxies, estimated. Billions of stars in each, on average. Upwards of a trillion in some. A trillion fracking stars. We've spent hundreds of thousands of years on one single planet orbiting one single star. We don't know everything about THIS place yet. This single planet. There are around two hundred billion stars in our galaxy. Two. Hundred. Billion. And there are a hundred billion galaxies in the observable universe. And people say existence could become boring? No. It might be right now for some, but that's because we're only just starting to open our eyes and seeing the most brilliant glorious light, and right now it's blinding. But I want to live forever. Forever. I want to visit every planet, every moon, around every star. I want to meet every species, hear all their music, read all their books, watch all their movies, experience the arts we didn't even create on Earth.

It's so big. It's so big. It's beautiful beyond measure. I stare at that image of the Hubble Deep Field. A single pixel can be a whole galaxy. I can't begin to imagine how many lives I must be looking at in that picture. How impossibly many civilizations have risen and fallen, how much has been built and destroyed. How can I reconcile that I am part of a universe like this? Where atrocities must have been committed which make the Holocaust look inconsequential? Where creations so profound must exist that it would break my heart, literally change my life, just to know of them? And to know that I will play a part in this, I can create, I can destroy.

I exist. And I live every day, as much as I possibly can, overjoyed at the simple, ridiculous, impossible fact that a pattern of meat and energy exists. That I feel. I think. I choose. I can reach out and touch the wall with my fingertip and I can feel it, I can feel all the weird little wallpaper bumps. I can interact with the entirity of this unimaginably, colossally huge universe.

And that's assuming that what we can see is all there is. What if there are other planes of reality? If this entire universe is just a bubble in an infinite froth? What if there is a stage above the universe as massive as a galaxy is to a star?

They looked around, in the midst of an undreamt splendour.

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Be careful with such statements! You might microwave someone's brain. ;)

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And just imagine the possibilities.

The Gods that could be out there. The life forms. The different types of planets, and worlds alike.

I wonder if we could co-adapt with a whole different species entirely. The evolving that would partake if we took our influence off of Earth and explored the endless vast of space we call The Universe.

Eventually, we'll have a way to get up there, and stay afloat. We could easily surpass kiddie things such as "renaming stars", and going to planets that are relatively close to Earth.

Technology is changing every day, for the better and the worst. If we don't kill ourselves first by the big hole we're in, we could fill that hole, looking Earth straight in the eye from space.

Or maybe there's nothing out there. Our conscious gives us the flexible abilty to imagine anything, but all it is, is just that. We can't look at the moon and tell its life span. Some of us can imagine travelling there when we're older. Half of us do not, but that's another thing entirely.

So forth, do more evolved beings in the world have more evolved consciousnesses? Do they know if there is a God, or Gods? Can they solve simple human questions, like the cure for cancer, or a vaccine for the HIV virus?

Only time will tell. But sadly, we have no time to experience this. Maybe we'll be watching as civilization experiences this major change, should it even happen. Maybe.

TL;DR = I like toast. I am eating toast, and thinktyping aloud.

Do not ask what thinktyping is. I don't know. :33