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A lot of people probably think I am crazy. That I'm so depressed/anxious, I am having delusions.

I must assure my viewers, however few, that that is NOT the case. Yes, I am troubled.

Yes I am disturbed and depressed.

But I know none of this matters.

It's like a cool breeze on a summer day. A perfect catch in a game of football. A stream, perfect in it's uniformity.
It's like neutrons collapsing in on themselves. It's like the event horizon of a black hole.

Creation. Destruction. What are they, but the same processes?

We are but cosmic ants revealed a tiny, tiny portion of this cosmic mess. Who cares about us?

If there is a God, he is either A. A clockwork god. He set things in motion, and observes.
Or B. An active God. In which case, he would be evil.

Either way. I will face The Void soon.