And there it is, in all of it's splendor. Not the meaning of life, but a purpose to do so. It's as simple as that; there is no grand idea, no cryptic message from the God(s). All you can do is exist. Even if nobody knows you're there, you are there and that's what's important. To indent yourself upon something that isn't yourself, to fill a space previously filled with nothing. That is all you can do, the least you can achieve and the best you can ever hope for.
Cheerful as always.
JW
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