Psithurisma

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dear steve

while you were peering into the sky trying to find me i was peering at earth trying to find you. do you know how insignificantly tiny you are? the earth? the galaxy? not even a bump on the massive metaphorical seismograph of life. you may as well not exist. i may well not exist. that puts us in the same boat, doesn't it, steve?

i like the way you think. maybe someday you and i can see eye to eye on whether walls are a good thing or a bad thing. myself, i like them. they hold the bad things in.

god

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