Experimental Philosophical Psychology .

Unit XVIII : Blinded From Aesthetic .

Life is beautiful, how can we really exist, the way we are, we are alive, life is so beautiful, all the living beings, whether they are animals, plants or fungi. I do not feel we fit in, it feels like we got rejected from that world so we forged one of our own, we built our own heave. but yesterday's greatness is todays pain and todays pain is tomorrows mystery.

I feel like a lost soul, like a stray dog wandering the world looking for his rightful place, I really am lost.

However, life blends in far too well with itself for us to interrupt...

Just like the way the windows frames the trees.

Life isn't all about humans or any other life form, I am human so I don't know anything about others, I but I can tell from experience that life for humans can be hell just as much as it can be heaven.

Sometimes you're alone fighting your own fight, a battle where two options, one you win and two you win. I know that sometimes you will not get your way in life so easily, but if we don't fit in it's perhaps because we need to fit in with each others first. Either way, we are like the lost piece of the puzzle, perhaps we simply found a replacement. But, what are we really? Maybe some revolved primates. We will never know...

And you better not come at me saying "god put Adam and Eve is and from there humanity bla bla bla" so they had two boys right?

So after that, Gabe can fuck his mom, so can Abil but he's dead as fuck, or Adam can have sex with his own rib again.

Fuck you, just let them have a threesome at this point.

See how stupid this shit is, so at the end of the day we're all just a bunch of incests.

Sweet home Alabama...

But all of that aside, life is beautiful, because we fear death, but you demise is inevitable, so don't be afraid to die.

Be afraid to not live...