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The secret to life is when you realize that you are statistically insignificant.

The secret to life is when you realize that you are statistically insignificant. Just like everyone else. There is no big bang, secret plan, end game goal. Only you can care for your wealth. It would be a disaster to act like at the end of it you get a token, "Great job at life." no one will tell. Keep your head down, or up for the matter, it doesn't matter. If no one is watching, this isn't stealth.
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Oct 28, 2012
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