What is the manner in which particulates, once divided and obscure to one another, congealed to form the forms and formalities and formalisms that we see as this thing in which we are? That is really the only question. All other shit is superfluous to that one thing we should be thinking about, but we get distracted, and that’s cool, because it’s all a part of it, and thus may contain some kind of clue that will lead us toward an understanding of it all. We may remain confused, but at least we remain curious. There’s really nothing else, is there? 


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