This is yet another random thought post .. some philosophical "notes to myself".. why do we think.
Why does that big, bright, orange hot thing pop up on the horizon, travel across the sky, disappear after a day's travel. Why do most of those little specks of light that litter the desert sky not fall down? Why, indeed, do some of them actually, occasionally, "fall down"; crash into the small patch of planet that is in my immediate vicinity?
It is a huge mystery and, if my children asked the question - why, would have to invent some explanation.
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Precisely. Now as then there are the "wise men" who invent explanations on our behalf, if we choose to believe them. But the mystery hasn't diminished at all.
Vincent, mebbe am very old, cynical, jaded, been around a bit .. there is no mystery. Am, at the moment, battling with "internet exporer" which seems the think am a child and keeps inserting "pop-ups" asking what I want to do. I know what i want to do,dammit, don't need a fucking net nanny!!
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