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latest archive about email links yearbook japan photoblog wish list	Thu Oct 19 00 / 3:55 AM My numbers are the tiniest compared with those of a universe, and that seems unjust. It makes my time so much more precious, so much more pressured. How can I experience in a century or two what existence took fifteen billion years to fathom? How can I experience my existence in a century or two when it took fifteen billion years to fathom? I feel exactly 21 years and two days old, but I am just so intensely surprised that the feeling has arrived so soon. I have sat on this planet the last 21 times it has aligned with these stars. My age is a fraction of nothing in the terms of how many times this planet has done the same thing, past and future. But my age is 100 percent of what I have done and will do. Will it be enough? Divide a universe life by my life, and the number seems like infinity. That's what happens when you divide by zero. Perspective? Living, to me, is a conundrum. The more I live, the less I will live. One cannot have and eat unless there is a lot of cake, and there is a foreseeable shortage of that. The less you have, the more valuable it is. The more you lose, the less important it is. Each year has been better than the last, but each year I wish to stop aging finally and commence immortality. I fear the upward trend becoming the downward slope.
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