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Dec 2023
Your career is what you do, It is not who you are.

If we’re just measuring light then every human being can say they’re a star.

How will the universe help us when we put our dreams on a wanted sign, selling out to see our imaginations come to life?

What if life is meaningless, just a canvas where our paint gives meaning to life?

The point of life is to end, but we’ve found a way to make significance of the path to non existence.

Creativity and self expression is more than a desire for autonomy, It’s a resistance.

A refusal to accept the insignificance, big dreams help us to forget that we’re all so small.

Our brains respond to our sensory inputs, we don’t live life but rather we live whatever software we choose to install.

I know God is in control but between you and me.

I was kinda hoping I could be….
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Pluck
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