sometimes i find myself pondering nonexistance. or the idea of being.. literally.. to be. or not being..

what is it? what isn't it? can i determine this if I AM because to truly realize not being is to be and then not be..

i may never comprehend this.

what is? what is real?

i find that i fear not having existance. fear not bearing purpose..


that damn movie did it to me last night.
and the gas from the doctor.

oh well

i'm going to go see this blatantly liberal movie tonight.. farenheight 911.

i think i should pirate it instead.. to undercut that dumbass political agenda spewing moron.

jeezum.

got a cool book on quantum mechanics. it's neato.

i'm not normal.. what other 18 year old reads about realitivity.

i should be out smoking joints and chaseing women.
dammit.


cogito ergo sum is a bunch of bullshit.

i mean.. my computer thinks. i think .

AI will redefine existance.

and so on.

etc.
-M@