I’m a pitiful creature. I always try to make meanings for phenomena of my reality. I’m happy to find a certain pattern in this real world as if children find a rare beetle in a forest. However, I know the pattern which I found is a mere fiction…
I’m so relieved to see the cosmos in the chaos world. I don’t know whether the real world is cosmos or chaos. Anyway, I’m a pathetic creature which tries to make meanings with heart and soul, but I enjoy this life as a meaning making creature.
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