What Is Life? I have been thinking about this question a lot lately. Why this life? Why am I here? What is the point of it all? If you guessed torture and more torture , you would be correct. At least, that’s my take on it all. Life is pure Hell if you ask me. I know you didn’t ask me, but if you were to ask me, that would be my answer. Yep, life is Hell. You think there’s a Heaven and a Hell when we die? I doubt it. I think we are already in Hell. This life is Hell. I don’t know how many times I can repeat that. But it’s worth repeating to get it into your heads. I hear sirens outside right now. I wonder if it’s the police or an ambulance. I don’t have a clue. It’s one or the other for sure. I can’t think of what else it could be. Maybe it’s a fire truck? But they usually honk their horns as they’re going through town to make people move out of the way. I don’t hear any honking. Simulated Life It all brings me back to the conclusion that this life is a simulation. There’s no other...
Started writing a java program that would output HTML. Not sure why I did this exactly. But well it's been kinda fun. At least I think it's been kinda fun.
Not sure where I'll use this small program. Perhaps somewhere in a ... tools jar ... something simple.
Yep something like that. I wonder what else I can throw in there... if I even want to use the whole HTML set of tags. One would imagine I should. Hmmm something to consider for sure.
Not sure where I'll use this small program. Perhaps somewhere in a ... tools jar ... something simple.
Yep something like that. I wonder what else I can throw in there... if I even want to use the whole HTML set of tags. One would imagine I should. Hmmm something to consider for sure.
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