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What is life? Life is many things. What you think life is is what life is. To me life is breathing. It is a treasure, a gift that can be taken away as easily as it was given. We can always kill a living being, but we can never always save one. Humans wonder what life is. If you were human, then you would wonder too.

 

What are humans? Humans, to you, might be what you are. To me, humans never existed. We are not humans, or maybe you are human. All I know is that, I'm no human. Humans are stupid beings. They know nothing. NOTHING!

 

You may think I am human, but you be wronged! I have turned myself to become non-human. I don't think like a human. I think like me. I don't act like human. I act like me. I'm not human.

 

Let's think that you know everything. Could you know everything? Is it possible? No, knowing everything is not possible. There is too much to know to know anything. What living beings know is very little, so little that it's nothing.

 

Is nothing something? When a being thinks of nothing, what do they think of? When I think of nothing, I think of a blank piece of paper. But a blank piece of paper is something. If you can think of something, then that something is not nothing. Nothing dose not exist.

 

We do not exist. Does anything really exist? Humans know nothing. They know too much to know anything. Humans shouldn't exist. If you are human, then I feel sorry for you. I feel sorry that you like being human. I feel sorry that you want to be human. I feel sorry you are human. I'm sorry.

 

 

~CheapPlasticTroll

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My definition of life: The time that you have to eat and be alive before you die and either go into non-existence or whatever afterlife you may or may not believe in.

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What is life? Life is many things. What you think life is is what life is. To me life is breathing. It is a treasure, a gift that can be taken away as easily as it was given. We can always kill a living being, but we can never always save one. Humans wonder what life is. If you were human, then you would wonder too.

 

What are humans? Humans, to you, might be what you are. To me, humans never existed. We are not humans, or maybe you are human. All I know is that, I'm no human. Humans are stupid beings. They know nothing. NOTHING!

 

You may think I am human, but you be wronged! I have turned myself to become non-human. I don't think like a human. I think like me. I don't act like human. I act like me. I'm not human.

 

Let's think that you know everything. Could you know everything? Is it possible? No, knowing everything is not possible. There is too much to know to know anything. What living beings know is very little, so little that it's nothing.

 

Is nothing something? When a being thinks of nothing, what do they think of? When I think of nothing, I think of a blank piece of paper. But a blank piece of paper is something. If you can think of something, then that something is not nothing. Nothing dose not exist.

 

We do not exist. Does anything really exist? Humans know nothing. They know too much to know anything. Humans shouldn't exist. If you are human, then I feel sorry for you. I feel sorry that you like being human. I feel sorry that you want to be human. I feel sorry you are human. I'm sorry.

 

 

~CheapPlasticTroll

I feel sorry for you too

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