Annabel Lee spake
I know my very being is here, typing, thinking and feeling, and yet a part of me is removed from this very body of calculated chemical-reactioned body. A part of me is above just cerebral manifestation and a mess of conjunctions and connection. A part of me is my soul, the fundamentals of humanity which science cannot explain, art tries to manifest, a philosophy tries to rationalize. That’s where the whole thing gets even more confusing, because what is seemingly intelligible and intangible has become to humans (who for more than once killed the cat) something so pertinent and urgent to unravel. But it’s a puzzle without an answer, not because I doubt human determination or intelligence, rather the answer is something even a child would be able to give. It’s what makes us human, it’s feeling life and loving it, its combusting emotions and logic to arrive with an understated unannounced arrival of what I would consider the answer to life and everything else, that it just is. “Is” is equivalent in which case to 42. If you get what I just said, you’re not cut out to be a philosopher or a thinker.
;5:37 AM