At the moment you are most in awe of all there is about life that you don't understand, you are closer to understanding it all than at any other time.
I bet the worst part about dying is the part where your whole life passes before you.
I worry that drugs have forced us to be more creative than we really are.
Reality is just a collective hunch.
I am sick of being the victim of trends I reflect but don't even understand.
Keep talking, someday you'll say something intelligent.