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First of all, congratulations. You are alive and able to read these words of mine and that in itself is no small feat. I feel as if people these days do not recognize that life is a great accomplishment. So to you I acknowledge your due credit and I celebrate you. Cheers. I write this at 4 am with a tall glass of cold coffee and the intent of convincing you that you are not insignificant. Think back to the history of our own terra firma: there have been countless species that once roamed here, empires have come and gone, inventions have been made obsolete, attacks and raids and mutinies have littered our history. You have survived all of it. Think about it. If everything in the universe didn’t happen exactly like it already has, then everything would be different and maybe you wouldn’t be reading this but you are. You are the perfect result of all your ancestors surviving through the horrors of Earth’s past. You are an arrangement of old stardust and new hope and with every sunrise you see, or every breath you take you’ve set a new record and I challenge you to always break it again.
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Sep 11, 2015
Sep 11, 2015 at 12:23 PM UTC
Of All Possibilities
First of all, congratulations. You are alive and able to read these words of mine and that in itself is no small feat. I feel as if people these days do not recognize that life is a great accomplishment. So to you I acknowledge your due credit and I celebrate you. Cheers. I write this at 4 am with a tall glass of cold coffee and the intent of convincing you that you are not insignificant. Think back to the history of our own terra firma: there have been countless species that once roamed here, empires have come and gone, inventions have been made obsolete, attacks and raids and mutinies have littered our history. You have survived all of it. Think about it. If everything in the universe didn’t happen exactly like it already has, then everything would be different and maybe you wouldn’t be reading this but you are. You are the perfect result of all your ancestors surviving through the horrors of Earth’s past. You are an arrangement of old stardust and new hope and with every sunrise you see, or every breath you take you’ve set a new record and I challenge you to always break it again.
harshhappens
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Sep 11, 2015
Sep 11, 2015 at 12:23 PM UTC
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