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nietzsche posited that humanity is a bridge between being an animal and being an ideal perfect being, or being like a god. that our nature is to struggle because our entire species exists only as a transitional point between one thing and something else. we’re designed to act as a bridge and the path between where we started and where we will end up will take millenia to complete so by design we are not meant to be able to stop struggling in our own lifetimes. we’re not born perfect and it’s impossible to die perfect and our entire life is designed to be a struggle towards a destination we will definitely not live to see. when you think about it that way, no human being is really born in the right body or at the right time. imperfection is our nature, constant struggle is our reason for existing. on the day you’re born, you’re handed a crossword puzzle. it is different than the crossword puzzle everyone else is handed on the day they are born and it is so complicated that you will definitely die before you fill all of the spaces in. but you’re the only one who gets that specific puzzle and one of the answers to the questions that are posed to you specifically might be the answer everyone needs to inch closer to the collective destination of our species. you are completely unique and even if you are uncomfortable with the set of questions that have been posed to you, you are still the only person who can answer them and that makes you special and worthwhile and interesting if you want to be those things. maybe the things you were born with are not an end in and of themselves but a set of tools you have to use to get yourself to an end of your own making.

The person who tries to live alone will not succeed as a human being. His heart withers if it does not answer another heart. His mind shrinks away if he hears only the echoes of his own thoughts and finds no other inspiration.

all my people that have mild depression or severe dont worry because! theres someone that loves u! and hes a rapper with gold teeth

One rather unusual instance is provided by the Ô-kuni-tama-jinja (Tôkyô), where a ‘divine’ tree, almost certainly more than a thousand years old, is worshipped for the influence which its bark and also a sort of snail (nina) between its roots can have on the lactation of nursing mothers; there, in two couples of koma-inu, the lioness nurses her young, and that can hardly be a coincidence.

Imagine that it’s sometime in the future and you could control your lathe while standing 30 feet away. You could turn the lathe on and off or even control it’s speed. Now that’s a futuristic lathe!

But wait a second, you can do that today! Yes, Teknatool, the manufacturers of the Nova line of lathes have released this functionality today!

[Verse 1]
The age of information
I grew up and never blew up
I knew one day I’d be the big dog, Colombia cocaine white
With lavish women surrounding me in my carriage—
only time I call a chick now is Bloody Mary

It’s in the mirror
I’m feelin’ like I’m a champion, lookin’ like I’m a mannequin
Cannabis residue is on my seat from breaking down again
I’m on computers
Profusely
Searching on the internet for answers, give it to me
It’s like I’m married, I’m watching the the bloggers heavily
TV is ran by money, how am I supposed to be?
The truth is near me, I’m hearin’ and I can feel it
But are we dumbing down for technology and the cost of living?
I just forget it, continually smoking heavily
Thinking about the melody, thinking of what’s ahead of me—
We comin’ further than ever to live as strangers and
Somebody got the weapon that’s controlling the human race

[Hook]
It’s the age of information… the age of information
(This is the age of information. Everything is on the Internet now. Data! Yes!)

[Verse 2]
My desktop is made to sedate me
Thinkin’ logically on my laptop for hours like I’m in college
We honestly asking Google about things that I should learn about
Can’t even get lost in an area so phone overtake it, got a car so never walkin’
They took away places where it’s only the forest
I’m jogging in peace, I got my iPod slappin’ these beats
I’m on a mission to find peace in a position
The cost of living is taxes and jail time without time to find your passion
I’m asking the older people how you make it to your status
They laughin’, because they see reflection while I’m asking questions
And the best gift is to listen, learn math to count your blessings
Used to catch a bus on AC transit, dark nights
Look like 20/20 lens-out of focus
Waiting outside of stores, asking older to buy swishers and they come back with 50 cents—
Now I’m buyin’ liquor, MySpace, Facebook, and Twitter—
Youtube— off to shu'the portal off to the average human being
I’m watchin’ people in Japan— making G’s from overseas, Chatroulette
I used to be on the corner where it’s drug roulette, so pick, obviously
The information, like, art, it hurt the race
Because we judge before we classify
It’s like a case human race’s failed
Even though we in space we still hate ourselves
The age of information is hell

[Outro]
When I said… that information has hurt the race? This age of information has hurt the race, and you know why? Because all we do is judge. All the movies, all the Internet, all we do is classify people. Now I feel the Internet has ruined the human race. Even though, you know, we can fly, and cars and technology has gotten better, I feel the the human race is not progressed as much as we should be. How come the human race isn’t progressing as fast as technology has? Yeah, we’re gonna be staying on the moon, but there’s still gonna be races. So, in the end, are we really winning — these nuclear bombs, nuclear war? What’s going on? This is Lil B, “The Age of Information,” 2010. Shouts out to the East Coast, West Side

—Thank you, Based God