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On my purpose, I'll awaken whatever my derelict obtuse mind to yours can offer. Whatever sheathes the world into a longer lasting environment so we can find out more about this amazingly strange full of life universe. The space in which to put earths mark on, well, that's the only patriotic feel I could share with you. But this, in contradiction to my rejection of belief, is my only faith, faith in this humanity so very few of us desperately cling on to. The flamboyant ways of my otherwise unintelligent demeanour brings me to think, actually, our mere existence is meaningless, our life and time here will live and die just as the dinosaurs and in-between stages before us, our history may be recovered, and it also may not. But give enough time, enough generation rule, everything that has ever happened on earth will never be heard of anywhere in space. Our very pallet of existence will cease to be. Much alike, many would say, millions of other life bearing planets somewhere in the cosmos.

 

 

Use your consciousness to its fullest, it may well be the only time you have. Engage in science, learn, think, doubt, never underestimate the power of doubt. Love, as the endorphins allow you to, oh holy one.