I wonder what really is happening to us all (in the existential sense) of the whole population, not just the participants of this thread, nor the inhabitants of the forum, but of the entire world.
When I was younger (child) whenever i was in the backseat o my Subaru, or wood-paneled mini-van, or ven as I was just walking (I used to walk for miles each and every day) I always pondered what is the inside of a random stranger's home, their apartment, one's abode. Not just the houses of which I passed across, but how peopel lived in Asia, in Canadia, in Galapagos, where I was born, wheres I once lived, and thus, onwards. I always imagined that no two dwellings were the same, but I'd still come to find similarities.
And that's how my dream super-power of teleportation really found its first use, if I ever achieved it.
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As human beings, our greatness lies not so much in being able to remake the world (that is the myth of the Atomic Age) as in being able to remake ourselves. —Mohandas K. Gandhi
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