the contemplation of existence
So today I go to the shops to get a mothers day present. I fucking hate shops, and so this quickly turned from what would be a good present to how can i make everyone else in this place disappear I felt like I needed some form of sensory deprivation. So there is this problem i am doing something I hate so I can spend money at a place I hate so that they can continue to make more of the things I hate, and if i don’t do it I’m an asshole for not getting a present.
So later in the day I head out to a look out area, and i get out of the car and look across the sea, then over at Newcastle, head down some stair and look out to the sea again. And through it all i was just contemplating existence and it got me wondering, where are all the others, why am I the only one out here. It can’t be because I am the only one, there must be more, but where. I feel like thoughts like this can only be achieved with the expansive view that only high places provide, so where are the others.
I looked to the sky then, and as my eyes hit they barrier of blue, i came to the conclusion that what i am really seeing, by only looking at the sky, is an area that we can only truly perceive as an infinity.