If you drop a book a thousand times and just one of those times it doesn't fall, then that is the one datapoint worth looking at. (inspired from "I Origins")

Why put effort into something no one else wants? Because I want it. Is your life dream just to serve everyone else?

The music was playing faster, yet the tempo was the same as before. No, in the dead of night, time was just moving faster. Asleep and awake becoming one and the same.

Your body can only stretch so far, but your mind can stretch forever.

A butterfly lay dead at my windowsill this morning, inside, having been unable to escape to the world just beyond the glass.

Just ones and zeroes? You're just atoms and electrons, but I don't see you equating yourself to the rock on ground.

In the comfort of youth, I long for the worlds beyond.  In pursuit of the unknown, I yearn for the older, simpler days of familiarity.  In realizing the world I seek does not exist in reality, I run away into my dreams, only for them to fade into memories of what I tried to leave behind.  Hence, God created death.

Calling yourself pathetic is not being humble. It's actually being pathetic.