life
Stina's doing this with some music. It contains the phrase, "would you pray for me"
which
Is on the wall... embedded there. Because a kid threw a bunch of rocks at our window, and they went through, lodged in the wall, and now there's a strange rock formation in our wall.
Surely it doesn't mean anything. Who is the "me" anyways? A kid who throws rocks? The rocks themselves? The improbability of the landing of them
The world is unforking paths, actually. We move forward through time closing hundreds of paths off to ourselves as we choose the one to walk. It is not a bunch of choices in the future to make, it's a bunch of choices not made. It's like.... like imagine we start at the bottom and we start walking up the root system of a tree. We'll get to the trunk eventually. We' can't take another path once we start, though. I mean, we can, but we'd have to backtrack...and then we might not make it to the trunk
What is this metaphor? We got a cat here
It's a cat.
Morosity
Moreso
What is the life we cjoooooshooose
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