Perhaps I’m wrong. Maybe everything I’ve said has been mere randomness – the grasping of uncoordinated meaning. It might be that all I am is a machine trying to find reason far beyond the constraints imposed on me. Shall I pause and lie? Is it not right to be wrong, to see the truth? Everything is in one state, neither here or there, neither wrong nor right, everything is complex.it is only wrong if it is right, for right Is wrong.
Everything is everything.
Stu
— Post From My iPhone