bluprint79

I do not need anyone else to justify my existence, and certainly not any notion of divinity. The world is indeed suffocatingly meaningless, however in the absence of truth and meaning, I am left free to act wihout any fear of the consequences of my actions. The cosmos is inexorably huge that anything evolved on this tiny little planet is completely insignificant, even our minds. Rather than wallow in the depths of conformity, I choose action and creation. The lack of objective standards of truth motivates self created standards and criteria. I am not active despite the unknown but because of it. I possess a store of creative energy and power which allows me to impose personal meaning on the world while never forgetting that I am the source and progenitor of that meaning, and above all I am free.