Alright, since I’m sticking to my arbitrarily defined schedule with an kung fu grip, today I’m going to be reflective. I tried turning myself into a mirror, but when that didn’t work I decided I’d reflect on why I haven’t blogged in so long. But turns out the answer is laziness. This of course isn’t an explanation that can be blogged about for any reasonable length of time. So to hell with that idea. I mean even if you could write about being lazy for that long people would know you’re lying.
“Yah… I had to take a break from blogging, acute on set of laziness you know.”
“Really? Then why did you just write a 500,000 word essay on being lazy?”
“Shut the hell up is why.”
So, here goes nothing. Have you ever wondered why people wonder why we’re here? I’ve always wondered why as a species we’re so driven to find the meaning of life. I’m firmly of the opinion that we’ve found it, it’s just pretty mundane and we try to ignore it cause we’re not ready to settle yet. I suppose I can understand why people would like to be a part of something grander, but if we found out for sure that we were special in some way, I’m not so sure we’d be satisfied. Take for example the possibility that we’re the children of some supreme being responsible for the creation of all existence. A lot of people hold that view, and it seems a pretty special thing to be if you ask me. But a lot of people don’t find satisfaction in that. They want a goal, something they can strive for. I don’t know about you (cause people that’d read this blog obviously aren’t right in the head) but I think what most people what want from their children is for them to succeed where we failed, and gloriously triumph where we merely succeeded. We want out children to out do us.
But all vaguely deistic thoughts aside, I think that’s not a bad comeback blog. Next time I’ll offer my own thoughts on the subject, cause philosophical is up next which means I stop asking questions, and start giving wrong answers.
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