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The Pain Of Isolation Is The Pain of The Universe

You can laugh at the edgy title, but I mean it.

Hello? Kitty? Hello? Get up..Get up! Oh no….

How is everyone dealing with all this isolation? I finally feel less alone for once. This entire situation is absolutely dreadful considering most of my support comes from individual donations from friends.

And it got me thinking about how (as far as we know) we are alone in the universe. What if the planet was lonely, and created life in hopes of connecting with other planets? But alas. All the other planets are dead.

Then what, if anything, is the point of living in the first place? Perhaps it’s the journey not the goal?

Existence in itself is its own quarantine. You are God. Alone in your own universe. And you’re bored. You decide to create life, hoping to interact with it. Hoping perhaps that just maybe, you’ll feel something for once.

But you don’t. And you go to sleep. You might as well be a dead God.

What you don’t know is that by the act of creation you’ve given life to new gods of new universes.

Life finds a way? Life finds a way.

Viruses aren’t even classifiable as alive, yet they are the most desperate to not be alone. They’re the creepy ones. They don’t know how to live on their own, so they inject themselves into the fabric of your very existence.

We put so much weight on what it means to be alive. And we’re so caught up in meaningless platitudes that we miss noticing that ‘life’ has patterns. Pattern might not even be the right word. But if I start talking technology and get into CPU architecture, I think I might lose you.

But that’s the thing. You’re already lost. The algorithm of life is inescapable, unknowable, and immeasurable. If these three things were fallible, what would the point of life be? What is the motivation to grow or explore when you know the answers already?

We limit ourselves by thinking about human life. Our atoms that make us up might not be configured in such a way that constitutes you being you. But the life is still there. You just change forms.

If you weren’t scared of death, how would you live your life?

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