Why do we kill each other and why is there pain in this world? The answer’s always the same. History, history. We are the product of our past. Form flowing through time. Why does god make a world of pain? The breath within all things didn’t make you buy a time share on the suicide machine. History, history. The product of your past is a choice you make over and over again, but time is an illusion. The past isn’t a factory of choices, it’s just an idea you are living over and over again. Make a new choice and make a new past. Don’t blame god for crack, hurricanes and cancer. Being here is a choice, even if you don’t know how to stop making it. It doesn’t mean you are bad. It doesn’t mean you are good. It means you are here, on planet Earth, where all the cool kids go to matter, live and die.
