What, space? It doesn't seem like we're in space, does it?
Of course technically we are. I don't know much about space, honestly, but it's not space in particular I'm going to write about. Sorry if the title was misleading.
Here is the core of this post: I can't believe we beings exist and can communicate, share thoughts and feelings and interact. Not to say I don't believe, just that it's quite profound when I think about it. Whoa, we are lifeforms and I'm one of them! Therefore, as long as one is not overwhelmed with various sources of distress I believe it should be an easy feeling for anyone to arrive at, yet I am certain that far too many never do. At this exact moment I am not feeling overwhelmed with stress, which is actually partly due to writing this and knowing that someone is going to read it, and hopefully respond. Even if whoever it is says something like "ur fuckin retarded get a life fagget" (which, believe me, I am completely expecting some lifeform will), it will have been worthwhile because I will have expressed a deep and hard-for-me-to-express feeling (the difficulty being from fear of course).
If even one human in existence that I am unacquainted with gets any noticeable amount of inspiration from this and I hear about it, I'll be ecstatic. Hell, they could lie about it and I wouldn't know, so I'd still be ecstatic.
There, that's all for my first blogger entry. I would say it turned out better than I expected it to. Begone, creature!
