'Tis a glorious thing, is it not? The ability to revel in such a mundane concept - to be completely and fully aware of your inconsequentiality on this planet. 'Tis one of the few joys of life, this revelation, or so I believe. That none should care whether one contributes or not. Such freedom, is it not liberating? Is it not all that which I have sought after? Or is it better to be renowned, to have those around you crown you in their ignorance of your ineptitude? Not so, I should think. But who am I to judge? For if I were on the other end of the spectrum, would I still see the world through the same eyes? Who can say, truly. For once we find the answer to that query, we might just find the other one answered already. After, life - existence - is naught but a question in itself.
...Just the incoherent ramblings of someone who speaks far too much and listens far too little. *Or posts, I guess ;)
