To Seeing the Invisible

The following has been in my mind lately, it was inspired by a book I've been reading recently ( Guns, Germs, and Steel by Jared Diamond - you should check it out!) In my body right now, biochemical reactions we call "life" are occuring. It's cool that they've been going on my whole life, my heart has done well over 750 million beats at this point. Pretty awesome. My life processes date back longer than that. Consider that for 3.8 billion years, a period of time older than the Earth's mountains and rivers and oceans, every one of our ancestors on both sides has been attractive enough to find a mate, healthy enough to reproduce, and sufficiently blessed by fate and circumstances to live long enough to do so. Not one of our pertinent ancestors was squashed, devoured, drowned, starved, stranded, stuck fast, untimely wounded, or otherwise deflected from its life's quest of delivering that tiny permuation of A, T, C, and G to the right partner at the...

"Lots of people like me, because unlike most internet-dwellers I am a clever and intelligent human being. Interesting to talk to, with a sharp wit that charms my friends and friends to be, while at the same time it cuts rivals down like wheat. Wheat to be harvested, baked into bread, and given to the homeless out of pity or maybe a misplaced sense of pride. I am what most others aspire to be. What pathetic wiry men stuck in their college years refer to as an “alpha,” though I’d never be so crass as to call myself that. In short, I am not just loved unconditionally. I am a man who has earned the right to be loved unconditionally. Hahaha jk people think I’m alright I guess." Wow. I wish I could write like that. I wonder what others think of me. I guess that's something on everyone's mind heh. But still, I'd like to know..