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Nothingness
nothingness. in its greatest yet most insignificant form. go ahead and enjoy the worthless nihilistic musings that follow.

all we have to live for.

Wednesday, May 18, 2005
had an interesting conversation with a good friend tonight.

maybe those few moments ARE what we have to live for. what if they are? what about the rest of our lives? are we doomed to be unhappy whilst waiting for those moments that are so few and far between that every other moment masks the wanting to jump off a tall building?

which then leads us into another interesting topic...

is happiness possible for anyone? before we can answer that question, we must look to the discussion of whether true happiness exists at all. it is obviously something we cannot touch or see, but it is something we can feel either? who could possibly argue that they are truly happy? does a material good make someone happy? perhaps for a fleeting second, but that can't possibly be true happiness, can it?
of course there are no absolutes, i don't think they exist at all. [or maybe they do if we, the nonconformists, are just conforming to nonconformity.] thus, true happiness, if it does exist at all, must, by necessity, be relative to all people.

do relatives exist? or are we all too similar for something that complex? because, really, aren't we all driven by the same things...nourishment, survival, prolonging the race? have our primitive insticts changed entirely or just evolved to include things that have been recently 'discovered' thanks to technology?

look at me...i've deviated horribly from my original question. that is a sign...good or bad, i cannot decide. if one question leads to more questions, my very first contention that there are no answers (and perhaps no real questions) must be at least somewhat true.

no answers. no questions.

no hope?