"H*gh" Thoughts
I seriously wonder sometimes if I am dead and all of this is the afterlife. Everything a brain would go through during the dying process.
It is mostly the details I don't understand/accept.
I was watching the show "Project Runway" and the contestants go to a store full of everything needed to make clothes.
Displays of various buttons and various rolls of fabric. The NY store is 40,000 square feet, across 3 floors.
Who made those buttons?
Where did that fabric come from?
Did someone weave each little thread?
Who? Where?
Where were those buttons made? What factory?
How do they keep dust accumulation off of ALL of that fabric in that whole store?
And keep away spiders, moths, etc?
How were intricate buildings of the past made?
This seems like just an amazing dream. The convenience and marvel. Astonishing really. Everything at the ready, as easy as browsing a window and selecting your choice. Sound familiar?
The only thing that would make this dream better is having a ton of money.
Shrug, you know it's true.
Being able to swipe your card without ever thinking about what's on it.
But, in paradise you don't even need to think about what a "card" is.
Stepping outside, breathing in air, the birds singing, and being able to walk along the grass and trees,
This is heaven.
Manufactured things and AI are a marvel of themselves..... the intricacy. Clever and stunning.
But nature....the purest form of intricate. The first form of intricate.
Breathtaking.
Back to the point....I just took a deep breath listening to good music...and I think that is something dead me would want to do.
Can you tell me how you know you are alive?
It is mostly the details I don't understand/accept.
I was watching the show "Project Runway" and the contestants go to a store full of everything needed to make clothes.
Displays of various buttons and various rolls of fabric. The NY store is 40,000 square feet, across 3 floors.
Who made those buttons?
Where did that fabric come from?
Did someone weave each little thread?
Who? Where?
Where were those buttons made? What factory?
How do they keep dust accumulation off of ALL of that fabric in that whole store?
And keep away spiders, moths, etc?
How were intricate buildings of the past made?
This seems like just an amazing dream. The convenience and marvel. Astonishing really. Everything at the ready, as easy as browsing a window and selecting your choice. Sound familiar?
The only thing that would make this dream better is having a ton of money.
Shrug, you know it's true.
Being able to swipe your card without ever thinking about what's on it.
But, in paradise you don't even need to think about what a "card" is.
Stepping outside, breathing in air, the birds singing, and being able to walk along the grass and trees,
This is heaven.
Manufactured things and AI are a marvel of themselves..... the intricacy. Clever and stunning.
But nature....the purest form of intricate. The first form of intricate.
Breathtaking.
Back to the point....I just took a deep breath listening to good music...and I think that is something dead me would want to do.
Can you tell me how you know you are alive?
