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Existential Crisis
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Yesterday I looked upon the stars
And began to feel an existential crisis.
Am I here?
Are we anything?
Or are we just players in an another person's mind?
Are our lives just simply a story being written?
Or are we the writers of that story?
What if the universe is just a concept in a grand celestial mind.
We are nothing.
Just a thought.
A dream
A memory
An idea
......How can I can I comprehend my existence, when I'm less than a grain of sand in this grand,inexplicable,endless universe.
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"How can I can I comprehend my existence, when I'm less than a grain of sand in this grand,inexplicable,endless universe." True Dat
Are our lives just simply a story being written?
Or a we the writers of that story?
Or a we the writers of that story?
"What if the universe is just a concept in a grand celestial mind"
Love it, Kelly!
Love it, Kelly!
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