Why Is It, That The World Only Looks Beautiful When Watched From Behind A Window? The Clouds, The Trees,

Why is it, that the world only looks beautiful when watched from behind a window? The clouds, the trees, they're magnificent if I watch them as an outsider to their world.

Dread

Like the world is on the brink of cracking, like someone is just about to call you with some bad news, like I'm on the brink of dying. What is this? Paranoia? Anxiety? A survival mechanism?

joke

Everything has to be a joke, any word a jest, or else this is seriously the world we live in and this is seriously the kind of miserable entity I am. So no I won’t take things seriously, because I would honestly commit that one specific thing, if I had to be serious for a whole day. I have to dissociate for my own good.

Ascension

One of my ultimate goals is to ascend the human race via technology, natural evolution isn’t cutting it anymore. Our bodies are essential vessels for our divine essence, yet we seek not to enhance it, increase its capabilities, make it immortal. Our essence is immortal and endless, but we just let it trickle away, wasting it, because we think getting old and dying is important somehow.

I should change my blog name, but idk to what, maybe nothing at all

I have realised that I let people into my life, willingly, I have invited them into my mind, become somewhat dependent on them. I even showed them who I am, this situation is unpleasant and I will rectify it.

However my experiment with one person will continue, getting him to truly understand me, if that is even possible.