Spam is one thing. We all get it. Fortunately the worst and most meaningless portions are grabbed and filtered and incinerated and burned down to their loneliest little bits of data.
There is a rumor, that if you stand above the rising smoke from the incinerated piles of virtual poker cards — you can see God.
I was pulled from that smoke by a faint light at the eastern edge. It was a new morning. It was a chance to believe again — in the true God. It was a God of meaning in meaningless. Purpose in purposelessness. An opportunity to realize the boundless while remaining in strictly defined boundaries.
There was a communion of sorts. The messages flowed back and forth — as natural as any scientific theory could permit — until the notice…
[13:15] ARIEL: it is my goal in life to MAKE OTHER PEOPLE LOSE THEIR AMBITION FOR LIFE
Faithless once more…
(I concede to Ariel on this entry)
we are awesome
yes we are. even if nobody else believes it.
and they surely don’t.