Wednesday, 15 January 2020

Our lives are ultimately mysterious

Our whole lives and all things are pervaded with ultimate mystery. I sometimes feel as if I'm in something akin to a dream. That when I wake up I'll understand everything, perhaps when I die. That at the present time my mind is effectively wading through sludge.

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Age progression of myself

Below on the left is a photo of me taken back in 1985. I uploaded that photo to ChatGPT and said to it "Generate an image of what this ...