ivanananan/science

I learned that, in the end, you can't trust what you see, you can't trust what you know, and you can't even trust your sense of self. Sure, on some level you think, therefore you are, but when it comes down to it, all you really are is the Betty Crocker on the cake mix of your own existence, a pleasant fiction wrapped around a container of chemicals and carbon.

Cosmology in itself is religious and fucked up and wrong in its attempt to reach the Truth. Anyway, read it if you must, but than watch Wim Wenders's Wings Of Desire (quoted ) and read Berkeley and Borges.
"When the child was a child,it didn't know that it was a child, everything was soulful, and all souls were one. When the child was a child, it had no opinion about anything, had no habits, it often sat cross-legged, took off running, had a cowlick in its hair,and made no faces when photographed. When the child was a child, It was the time for these questions: Why am I me, and why not you?Why am I here, and why not there?
When did time begin, and where does space end? Is life under the sun not just a dream?
Is what I see and hear and smell not just an illusion of a world before the world? Given the facts of evil and people.does evil really exist? How can it be that I, who I am didn't exist before I came to be,and that, someday, I, who I am,will no longer be who I am?"

structure of snowflakes