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The spirt Of Christmas. Secularism, leaning away from religion. Do not know if there is a god. I believe in a great maker, but don’t..

Humanity. Humans talk, communicate. Been doing so since the first grunts. For millennia human sounds have filled the airways. Dissipating ..

I stare, stare into the flames. Mesmerized. I hear the sound of creation. The snap, crackle, pop of creation. I see embers flying ..

Existence, being, thinking. Improbable! All that occurred for being. Thinking, an amazing concept. Understanding improbability. Improba..

Born into the jungle are we. Not, the jungle of old, but a jungle nonetheless. Animal instincts still prevails, motivations still pri..

Deeply covered. Surrounded. Breathing, eating, dealing. Daily understanding wrapped in local realities. Know nothing more, nothing ..

Where are they? All those who never were. All those never born. Many reasons. War. Millions killed. Millions more never born. Whole li..

Need to step back. Wound tight we are. spun up from birth. Force fed all we know. Everything we know from one tiny place. One mote o..

My eyes see. My ears hear. My skin feels. My noes smells My mouth tastes. My brain interprets. Information. It’s all informat..

How could it have gone? I see paths, so many paths. Infinite in nature. Twist and and turns, lefts and rights. Fork after fork choice ..