KosmicTraveIIer
Ex-Bluelighter
My life, is not important. I experience life subjectively, morbidly. My ego is not self-created. Nor am I. The matter around me, I make disappear. To believe, is to assume. To know, is to experience. I am nameless, and void of all voidlessness. Existence is, while it is not. Contradictions are not contradicting, neither is anything, anything. Nothing exists while it does not. To know why, makes you not know why.