The pervasive flow of the universe is always around us. Never mind that everything is empty, but our perceptions enable us to sor t out the whole sort of general mish mash that consists of our universe, multiverse, or whatever you view it as. Once again it is its own perception that enables us to view things as we want them to be. Everything that there is to be is simply perception of one synaptic pulse generated in a complex series of electrical pulses interpreted as either pleasueable or painful. My perception of another is simply for myself. They cease to be an for themsleves the instant I look upon them as an oblect. The objectification of life is done every instant we view others, and happens to us everytime we are looked upon. Life is very Sadistic and Masochistic. Well, according to Sartre anyway. But his philosophy is keyed in negetivism. However our life experience ends up it will never end remotely similar to anything that has or will transpire around us.

Life is what we make of it, this collection of electrical pulses we call living has given us consciousness. Awareness of our level of hte universe. Whatever it is we can only hope that the stimulation of nerve endings to send electrical pulses that seem pleasurable to us is what life really is all about. Kinda sad when you think of it. Enough for now, this kind of thought can never lead to any good, perhaps i should dedicate this to the stimulation of certain nerve endings fot the pleasurable feeling? Maybe not. heh. Whatever, its all the same in the end whether it was there or not in the end.