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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:mind-at-large.blog.co.uk,2009-11-09:/</id><title>Mind At Large through the reducing valve</title><link rel="self" href="http://mind-at-large.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mind-at-large.blog.co.uk/"/><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-09T11:52:19+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:mind-at-large.blog.co.uk,2008-10-24:/2008/10/24/keep-your-head-4923969/</id><title>Keep Your Head</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mind-at-large.blog.co.uk/2008/10/24/keep-your-head-4923969/"/><author><name>PeaceMan01</name></author><published>2008-10-24T13:34:32+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T13:34:32+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Your perfect ideals,&lt;br&gt;
Will only be ideas,&lt;br&gt;
If you keep from head down.&lt;br&gt;
So look to the skies,&lt;br&gt;
With your new eyes,&lt;br&gt;
You've got to keep your head up,&lt;br&gt;
You've got to keep you head.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mind-at-large.blog.co.uk/2008/10/24/keep-your-head-4923969/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:mind-at-large.blog.co.uk,2008-09-27:/2008/09/27/preachers-lies-4788838/</id><title>Preachers Lies</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mind-at-large.blog.co.uk/2008/09/27/preachers-lies-4788838/"/><author><name>PeaceMan01</name></author><published>2008-09-27T20:21:02+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T20:21:02+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Father told me that we all die,&lt;br&gt;
Then he told me the preachers lie,&lt;br&gt;
He told me,&lt;br&gt;
That when I die,&lt;br&gt;
Jesus flies with the angels up high.&lt;br&gt;
Up high.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I can't believe you,&lt;br&gt;
When you tell me to,&lt;br&gt;
Close my eyes,&lt;br&gt;
Child Don't cry,&lt;br&gt;
Coz Everythings gonna be just fine.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So I can't sleep at night,&lt;br&gt;
Coz I can't believe a pack of lies,&lt;br&gt;
Coz there's no lake of fire that fries,&lt;br&gt;
And there's no angels flying high.&lt;br&gt;
Flying High.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I can't believe you,&lt;br&gt;
When you tell me to,&lt;br&gt;
Close my eyes,&lt;br&gt;
Child Don't cry,&lt;br&gt;
Coz Everythings gonna be just fine.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My mother said to me,&lt;br&gt;
Oh my baby can't you see,&lt;br&gt;
Jesus comes to those who wait,&lt;br&gt;
Jesus will save you before it's too late,&lt;br&gt;
It's too late.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I can't believe you,&lt;br&gt;
When you tell me to,&lt;br&gt;
Close my eyes,&lt;br&gt;
Child Don't cry,&lt;br&gt;
Coz Everythings gonna be just fine.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Oh Mother can't you see,&lt;br&gt;
The church is empty and the seats are free,&lt;br&gt;
Oh mother can't you see,&lt;br&gt;
Those old lies don't wash with me,&lt;br&gt;
Don't wash with me.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;((Authors notes : - This is a song I've been working on. It sounds better when sand obviously. Also very depressing. It must be the atheist in me. Seeig as how theres a little atheist in al of us. Much like Santa.))&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;(( Authors note :- On a second read through I don't actually think this is really finished yet. mmm))&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mind-at-large.blog.co.uk/2008/09/27/preachers-lies-4788838/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:mind-at-large.blog.co.uk,2008-09-09:/2008/09/09/just-to-be-here-4703194/</id><title>Just to be here</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mind-at-large.blog.co.uk/2008/09/09/just-to-be-here-4703194/"/><author><name>PeaceMan01</name></author><published>2008-09-09T13:10:05+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T13:10:05+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I sit in the voidness of the human condition,&lt;br&gt;
Aware that in the end it is nothing,&lt;br&gt;
And that it is good,&lt;br&gt;
It is so good.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The planets and stars,&lt;br&gt;
No matter how lovely they are,&lt;br&gt;
Are nothing the end,&lt;br&gt;
And it is good,&lt;br&gt;
It is so good.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I can see the animals and Trees,&lt;br&gt;
My molecules and me,&lt;br&gt;
Are nothing in the end,&lt;br&gt;
But it is good,&lt;br&gt;
It is all so good.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Just to be here.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mind-at-large.blog.co.uk/2008/09/09/just-to-be-here-4703194/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:mind-at-large.blog.co.uk,2008-09-09:/2008/09/09/the-crazy-ass-human-peace-song-4703173/</id><title>The Crazy Ass Human Peace Song</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mind-at-large.blog.co.uk/2008/09/09/the-crazy-ass-human-peace-song-4703173/"/><author><name>PeaceMan01</name></author><published>2008-09-09T13:04:46+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T13:04:46+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;OH,&lt;br&gt;
I killed a man,&lt;br&gt;
Coz he was Black and i am White,&lt;br&gt;
But that ain't right,&lt;br&gt;
NO, NO, NOOOOO...&lt;br&gt;
Coz can't you see,&lt;br&gt;
We're Brothers you and me.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;OH,&lt;br&gt;
They've killed a man,&lt;br&gt;
Coz he was wise,&lt;br&gt;
It's no surprise,&lt;br&gt;
NO NO NOOOOO...&lt;br&gt;
Coz can't you see,&lt;br&gt;
What I can see?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;OH,&lt;br&gt;
I killed a man,&lt;br&gt;
Coz he was Yellow and i am White,&lt;br&gt;
But that ain't right,&lt;br&gt;
NO, NO, NOOOOO...&lt;br&gt;
Coz can't you see,&lt;br&gt;
We're friends you and me.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;OH,&lt;br&gt;
They've killed a man,&lt;br&gt;
Coz he was wise,&lt;br&gt;
It's no surprise,&lt;br&gt;
NO NO NOOOOO...&lt;br&gt;
Coz can't you see,&lt;br&gt;
What I can see?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;OH,&lt;br&gt;
I killed a man,&lt;br&gt;
Coz he was Red and i am White,&lt;br&gt;
But that ain't right.&lt;br&gt;
NO, NO, NOOOOO...&lt;br&gt;
Coz can't you see,&lt;br&gt;
We just shouldn't fight,&lt;br&gt;
Not you and me.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;OH,&lt;br&gt;
They've killed a man,&lt;br&gt;
Coz he was wise,&lt;br&gt;
It's no surprise,&lt;br&gt;
NO NO NOOOOO...&lt;br&gt;
Coz can't you see,&lt;br&gt;
What I can see?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;NOTE: this is much better sung. If i ever get round to recording it, i'll put it on youtube and post the link, please don't hold your breath because you may pass out as i am a busy bee.&lt;/u&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mind-at-large.blog.co.uk/2008/09/09/the-crazy-ass-human-peace-song-4703173/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:mind-at-large.blog.co.uk,2008-09-09:/2008/09/09/untitled-and-unfinished-4703103/</id><title>Untitled and unfinished...</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mind-at-large.blog.co.uk/2008/09/09/untitled-and-unfinished-4703103/"/><author><name>PeaceMan01</name></author><published>2008-09-09T12:51:23+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T12:40:50+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;You are just a handful of molecules,&lt;br&gt;
Atoms, Photons, Electrons it's true,&lt;br&gt;
Only here for moment or two.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So now my friend,&lt;br&gt;
Won't you sit down with me,&lt;br&gt;
And oh now my friend,&lt;br&gt;
There's Something i want you to see.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You are just a handful of molecules,&lt;br&gt;
Deoxyribonucleic acid it's true,&lt;br&gt;
And you and I,&lt;br&gt;
Are cast in the wind in the end.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So now my friend,&lt;br&gt;
Won't you sit down with me,&lt;br&gt;
And oh now my friend,&lt;br&gt;
It'll be alright in the end.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mind-at-large.blog.co.uk/2008/09/09/untitled-and-unfinished-4703103/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:mind-at-large.blog.co.uk,2008-08-01:/2008/08/01/wasting-my-time-4530812/</id><title>Wasting my time</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mind-at-large.blog.co.uk/2008/08/01/wasting-my-time-4530812/"/><author><name>PeaceMan01</name></author><published>2008-08-01T20:24:54+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T20:24:54+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I'm wasting my time on you,&lt;br&gt;
Wasting my time,&lt;br&gt;
I'm wasting my brains on you,&lt;br&gt;
Wasting my brains,&lt;br&gt;
Firing neurons for you,&lt;br&gt;
A billion neurons for you.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I'm wasting my life for you,&lt;br&gt;
Wasting my life,&lt;br&gt;
I'm breaking my heart for you,&lt;br&gt;
Breaking my heart,&lt;br&gt;
The beat of my heart for you,&lt;br&gt;
Every beat of my heart.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And what else can I do?
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mind-at-large.blog.co.uk/2008/08/01/wasting-my-time-4530812/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:mind-at-large.blog.co.uk,2008-08-01:/2008/08/01/don-t-be-scared-4530788/</id><title>Don't be scared</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mind-at-large.blog.co.uk/2008/08/01/don-t-be-scared-4530788/"/><author><name>PeaceMan01</name></author><published>2008-08-01T20:20:33+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T20:21:16+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Life is just a moment,&lt;br&gt;
A tiny little moment so live it well,&lt;br&gt;
Can we share a moment,&lt;br&gt;
A tiny little moment of this life.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Can you spare a moment,&lt;br&gt;
A tiny little moment of your time,&lt;br&gt;
I'll show you a moment,&lt;br&gt;
A tiny little moment in endless time.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mind-at-large.blog.co.uk/2008/08/01/don-t-be-scared-4530788/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:mind-at-large.blog.co.uk,2008-08-01:/2008/08/01/untitled-in-a-bored-moment-4530748/</id><title>Untitled (in a Bored Moment)</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mind-at-large.blog.co.uk/2008/08/01/untitled-in-a-bored-moment-4530748/"/><author><name>PeaceMan01</name></author><published>2008-08-01T20:12:23+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T20:12:23+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;My Head explodes,&lt;br&gt;
In a Rainbow of clear light,&lt;br&gt;
I am the sun and Moon,&lt;br&gt;
I am the space between,&lt;br&gt;
I am  the grass beneath my feet,&lt;br&gt;
I am the space between every cell,&lt;br&gt;
I am life and death,&lt;br&gt;
I am nothing of the sort,&lt;br&gt;
I am nothing.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mind-at-large.blog.co.uk/2008/08/01/untitled-in-a-bored-moment-4530748/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:mind-at-large.blog.co.uk,2008-05-12:/2008/05/12/kevin-the-squirrel-4165453/</id><title>Kevin the Squirrel</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mind-at-large.blog.co.uk/2008/05/12/kevin-the-squirrel-4165453/"/><author><name>PeaceMan01</name></author><published>2008-05-12T20:56:13+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T20:56:13+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Kevin was a squirrel, he lived by himself, by a stream, on the edge of a great forest for kent called Maggies Bush, as forests are sometimes called, however unfortunate.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Kevin lived a simple life, he made herbal tea, hid nuts, brewed the occasional Nettle ale and brought the odd bag of dock leaves to smoke off a Stote called Ben of Glouster, why he was called Ben of Glouster always confused Kevin, as the stote he knew very well he came from London, it never seemed to matter really once Kevin had smoked some of the dock leaves.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;As the years passed a family of Otters moved into the stream on the other side from kevin.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;This pleased kevin.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;As the weeks passed Kevin befriended the family and started to get to know them, they where a pleasent family, as far as Otter went anyway.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Then came the turning point.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Keving fell in love.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And then he hurled himself under a truck.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Which was quite a feet of determination because the nearest road was four miles away, which is a really long way for a squirrel, especially a depressed one.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Kevin did this for 2 reasons;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Firstly Kevin had falled in love with the With Dereks wife, Derek was the head of the otter family. Kevin had stewed and ached about this for months before he made his terrible decision. It had broken him.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;But...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Secondly, and probably most importantly because she (Patrica) was an Otter.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Authers Note: Written as a first draft when I was 15 and reproduced as was. go figure. Oh and the speeling errors may be my fault because I can't find the spel check and can't be bothered to copy and paste to somewhere that does. To be honest it probably wouldn't have taken as long as typing this. Bhah!
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mind-at-large.blog.co.uk/2008/05/12/kevin-the-squirrel-4165453/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:mind-at-large.blog.co.uk,2008-05-12:/2008/05/12/the-endless-becoming-of-nothingness-4165283/</id><title>The Endless Becoming of Nothingness</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mind-at-large.blog.co.uk/2008/05/12/the-endless-becoming-of-nothingness-4165283/"/><author><name>PeaceMan01</name></author><published>2008-05-12T20:20:28+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T20:20:28+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;If I didn't have to die,&lt;br&gt;
I'd sit here for a thousand years,&lt;br&gt;
Watch the grass grow taller,&lt;br&gt;
Watch the flowers bloom,&lt;br&gt;
And watch the river carve it's course.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;If I didn't have to die,&lt;br&gt;
I'd sit here for a milliom years,&lt;br&gt;
Watch the buildings disappear,&lt;br&gt;
Watch the roads vanish beneath the world,&lt;br&gt;
And watch the human race fade to distant memory.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;If I didn't have to die,&lt;br&gt;
I'd sit here for a billion years,&lt;br&gt;
Watch the sun fade,&lt;br&gt;
Watch it become again,&lt;br&gt;
And watch the earth scatter across the universe.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;If I didn't have to die,&lt;br&gt;
I'd sit here for eternity,&lt;br&gt;
Happy,&lt;br&gt;
Watching the endless becoming of nothingness.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mind-at-large.blog.co.uk/2008/05/12/the-endless-becoming-of-nothingness-4165283/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:mind-at-large.blog.co.uk,2008-03-21:/2008/03/21/jaggabod-part-one-in-the-begining-there--3916832/</id><title>Jaggabod Part One - In the begining there was nothing.</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mind-at-large.blog.co.uk/2008/03/21/jaggabod-part-one-in-the-begining-there--3916832/"/><author><name>PeaceMan01</name></author><published>2008-03-21T21:13:36+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T21:13:36+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;In the begining there was nothing, void, the inexplicable nothingness, slightlent and at peace. Then Jaggabod created Black.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Jaggabod looked at Black for infinite years until Jaggabod got bored of Black and created Left. This blew Jaggabods "?" and kept Jaggabod amused for an infinite period. After a while this too became a tad boring so Jaggabod created Right, and called them opposites. Jaggabod laughed for an infinite period as the word opposite was extremely funny to Jaggabod. After a while Jaggabod started to explore Jaggabods creation of the Opposites, until Jaggabod accidently created Up and as a consequence Down as well. This really knocked Jaggabod sideways, which was now possible thanks to Jaggabods previous endeavours.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Then a funny thing happened, Jaggabod noticed that Jaggabod could not only go up and down and left and right Jaggabod could move in any Direction (Jaggabod decided this seemd a good enough word to use for them) Jaggabod chose. Very strange. This kept Jaggabod happy for infinity. However black started to loose it's appeal once more.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;But suddenly Jaggabod conjured up an idea. Unfortunaly due to the infinite nature of black and the infinite nature of the Directions it took Jaggabod an eternity to find it once Jaggabod knew Jaggabod had actually created it. But eventually Jaggabod bumped into it. Which came as a hudge surprise, as Jaggabod had never bumped into anything before, there having previously been nothing infinity ago.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Anyway, Jaggabod had found what Jaggabod had been looking for. Jaggabod named it Matter, it seemed to be smaller than Jaggabod had hoped, a bit disappointing actually. Although it was in the black which made it difficult to see, perhaps Jaggabod could find a way to make it more interesting. So after careful consideration Jaggabod created White (well light actually but Jaggabod called it White).&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Jaggabod looked at Jaggabods Matter, something was different. Jaggabod looked closer, before it had been different, it was a pleasent sensation that Jaggabod decided to call Warm, but after infinite time the sensation changed to something Jaggabod decided to call Hot. This was a less pleasent sensation, a bit uncomfortable, but it only lasted an infinite period, and then the strangest thing Jaggabod had ever created happened.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The small piece of Matter exploded...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mind-at-large.blog.co.uk/2008/03/21/jaggabod-part-one-in-the-begining-there--3916832/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:mind-at-large.blog.co.uk,2008-03-19:/2008/03/19/don-t-kll-ants-3905136/</id><title>Don't kill ants</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mind-at-large.blog.co.uk/2008/03/19/don-t-kll-ants-3905136/"/><author><name>PeaceMan01</name></author><published>2008-03-19T14:20:54+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T21:14:20+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;As some of you may know, I am a vegetarian. I have no problem with people eating meat, it is the order of things. Eat drink and be merry. Fair enough. Humans eat meat, we are designed that way. So keep doing it. I just choose not to. Can't handle the guilt, but that's just me. Anyway, your probably wandering what this has to do with ants. Well I'll get to it in a moment. Be patient. This deranged rant/ramble may just be worth it. Anyway, I don't eat meat but it's perfectly natural to and I have to say if, and only if, I was in some sort of plane crash in the Andies or a surviver of a world wide holocost or natural disaster (polar shift 2012 etc) and it came down to me dying and or eating rabbit (well actually where I live it would probably be cat or dog) stew and surviving, then all bets are off, back to the natural order of things. I'm not adverse to that kind of things it's survival. Fair play. But as we live in a society where we can survive without it, why not.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The thing that bothers me is the needless killing of animals, insects, ants (told you) and things for no real reason. Swat the fly, squish the spider, it's only a bug kind of attitude really gets me down. It's needless. If your not going to eat it. Don't kill it. An example: Some of you may be thinking, but spiders are rank, they scare me, their horrible. Well I'll let you in on something. I'm scared of spiders, I'd go as far as to say I can't stand them. But I don't kill them because they have little nutrietinal value and I wouldn't eat it anyway.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ok so I'm rambling now. I'll get to the point. This needless death, freaks me out somewhat. Example: Ants are tiny insignificant creatures (we'll ignore their part in the great cycle of interwoven dependence of all life thing for now, that's a whole other blog and would take forever). But look at us for a second.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Right now you are sat at your computer, reading this. You are in your house, which is in your street, which is in your town, which is in your country, all of which is on the surface of this planet, which I'm sure you think is quite a big place. But lets put it into perspective. Our planet is part of the solar system, which is on the outer 'arm' of a spiral galaxy called the milky way and this is billions and billions of light years wide, deep and long. That milkly way is just one galaxy of billions and billions and billions and billions and billions and... well you get the point.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So what it boils down to is you are essentially a microscopic bald monkey (with delusions or grandeour) on a spec of dust in a vast expanse of void filled with billions upon billions of other specks of dust flying around in it at a gazillion miles a second (perhaps we're all falling down a hole? mmm? who knows?).&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;When you look at it in context we are very very very very small, a bit like an ant, for an example you understand. But and heres the killer of it all, despite our relative minisculeness to all that surrounds and our microscopic place in the grand scheme of things, we can still comprehend and try to understand it all.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Prove to me that an ant cannot do that.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Prove to me that an ant can't wonder about the why and how of the universe as it does it's day to day tasks. 'oh but Dr they're ants they just do ant things, they just fly on automatic they're programmed to do the same things everyday, there's no mind there!' Well look at yourself for a moment. You get up, you eat, you drive/walk/get the bus to work, probably the same way everyday, you get to work and you do the same tasks everyday and then you drive/walk/get the bus home at night. The next day is much the same, and the day after that and the day after that and... All those days, do you think the same thing everyday? Didn't think so.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You see where I'm going right? We're just in a different colony. A 'bigger' one with a different animal on the same spec of dust.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Tell me an ant doesn't mull over the why and how of the universe. Can you tell me 100%? Can you tell me how the human brain really does what it does? No one can really. they can't tell you with 100% certainty how our brains work. They can't tell you how an ant brain works either, because you can't get inside an ants brain to see what they're thinking.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So that in a nutshell is why i don't kill ants, because for all any of us a know they are just as smart, if not smarter, than us. So leave them bee... that may be another blog I'm getting into...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Peace yall x
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