I ask myself the meaning of life, and where the hell we came from quite regularly

There’s no one answer, and I love it

I never want to find it because the search is my addiction

I feel that my mind is plastic enough to handle existential thoughts that would drive most to the loony bin

Ironically, nobody has ever told me that I needed to go

Enjoy~

Everything in the universe is a filter of something else

Our cells dividing to filter out the dying ones, natural apoptosis, the white and T blood cells filtering the viral and cancerous, respectively

Our mind filtering the external ‘noise’ through our six senses, giving rise to our perceptual 3-d reality

Plants, fungi, animals, and humans filter the earth for its nutrition and resource

All Human invention are extracted, refined, and filtered down to our specifications for usefulness

The universe could work similarly, through its evolution, extract and refine itself through its own mesh filter

Through time, the universe’ mesh netting gets tighter, extracting ever more, and creating the ultimate division between matter and non-matter (space)

Eons pass, and when they are fully separated, they become polarized (+) and (-) and eventually attract to one another magnetically, with a ‘bang’, creating time itself and the subsequent sister-verse