Smelltheg-love
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Its fair to say my maw told me when my youngest was born.
You never get 2 the same…..
In my case she was spot on, I call my daughters, chalk and cheese or Barbie and Ken
One is the girliest girl ever, the other will only shop in the bhoys section for clothes despite being the most affectionate soul i have the luck to experience.
Each has a smattering of our personalities each, theyre only 6 & 8, but my enjoyment comes from watching them develop free of influence
I have a wee Saturday night tonight in preparation for the invasion of youth tomorrow.
I was sitting earlier, peace pipe out and a few JD’s, watching the NASA press conference from today
I love the fact we know feck all about how we came to be on Earth etc.
It fascinates me where other people are on this issue and the bullshit theories some have
But the guy from NASA today says, pretty much
'do I think there is life out there…..yes
The universe at least extends to at least 13.8 billion light years away and there are dots we can see that are actually galaxies that contain billions of planets/stars within them, billions of galaxies with billions of planets….'
He actually said, he asked the scientists to work out the probability that there’s another life bearing planet like ours
The answer he got from them was in their estimation, there are likely a trillion planets like ours out there
I’ll roll a number to that
Which leads me to an interesting conversation I had with my pal the other night, the meaning of life, the point….
I kinda stumbled on the idea a long time ago…. The whole point of everything is creation….
If God whatever he is created Earth, the one thing we, animals, mammals, plants etc have in common is we all recreate.
Sure we do other things but going back to primitive times, hunted to eat and survive but recreated, its ingrained into us.
Early man wasn’t born with an instruction booklet, how to, but the equipment was there and the urge to pump is inbuilt.
You see it in nature too, everything recreates, ffs some things live a day and the whole point of that day is to mate.
Jeez, I think its the male pray mantis who will mate knowing its odds on they're going to get fecking eaten alive, but canni resist
So under the foggy dew of a plume of smoke and overwhelmed by the illness of an open mind, it got me wondering
My kids are the result of my DNA mixing with another nutters DNA and creating a child.
So my daughters are a result of that DNA mix.
So, If I was with someone else, the outcome would have been someone else completely.
We might still be together but that’s a different story
The fact there are so many of us on this planet, yet we are all so unique is quite something.
Sure lots of us have similar traits but there really are no 2 identical humans, inbred huns excluded.
So, back on point, my thinking was, only me and the looney could have created what we have living, walking and talking in front of our very eyes.
Like most things in science, our DNA can be broken down into a sequence of numbers so great that its unique, and recreating mixes those numbers and produces a set of numbers that end in a mix that scientifically can’t be predicted.
So more pondering, kids are special to us all, but the chances of each of my kids being born are by the laws of probability incomprehensible.
A step further, the chances of me and their mother meeting by chance the way we did …..
Being stoned, you take it even further……if that’s the chances of them being born as they are are huge, what were the chances of my folks meeting..
Then you can go down the wormhole, their parents, parents of their parents etc.
How far back we go is insane and then I get to the question, over the hundreds of years, if any single person was different in that cycle was different……. It wouldn’t be me typing this shite…… the very chances of any of us being as we are presently are surely fucking impossible to quantify……. Or maybe everything happens for a reason
I'm not sure theres a point here, other than, I’ll sleep now that I’ve removed these thoughts from my brain.
But, I expect several things to happen when I wake up tomorrow:
Are we alone, is there an answer to the big questions, is God real, am i fucking mental..........
PS If any of you need LED lights, I’ve a load for sale, restricted to sets of words, ALONE, NOT, ARE, WE, FTQ
You never get 2 the same…..
In my case she was spot on, I call my daughters, chalk and cheese or Barbie and Ken
One is the girliest girl ever, the other will only shop in the bhoys section for clothes despite being the most affectionate soul i have the luck to experience.
Each has a smattering of our personalities each, theyre only 6 & 8, but my enjoyment comes from watching them develop free of influence
I have a wee Saturday night tonight in preparation for the invasion of youth tomorrow.
I was sitting earlier, peace pipe out and a few JD’s, watching the NASA press conference from today
I love the fact we know feck all about how we came to be on Earth etc.
It fascinates me where other people are on this issue and the bullshit theories some have
But the guy from NASA today says, pretty much
'do I think there is life out there…..yes
The universe at least extends to at least 13.8 billion light years away and there are dots we can see that are actually galaxies that contain billions of planets/stars within them, billions of galaxies with billions of planets….'
He actually said, he asked the scientists to work out the probability that there’s another life bearing planet like ours
The answer he got from them was in their estimation, there are likely a trillion planets like ours out there
I’ll roll a number to that
Which leads me to an interesting conversation I had with my pal the other night, the meaning of life, the point….
I kinda stumbled on the idea a long time ago…. The whole point of everything is creation….
If God whatever he is created Earth, the one thing we, animals, mammals, plants etc have in common is we all recreate.
Sure we do other things but going back to primitive times, hunted to eat and survive but recreated, its ingrained into us.
Early man wasn’t born with an instruction booklet, how to, but the equipment was there and the urge to pump is inbuilt.
You see it in nature too, everything recreates, ffs some things live a day and the whole point of that day is to mate.
Jeez, I think its the male pray mantis who will mate knowing its odds on they're going to get fecking eaten alive, but canni resist
So under the foggy dew of a plume of smoke and overwhelmed by the illness of an open mind, it got me wondering
My kids are the result of my DNA mixing with another nutters DNA and creating a child.
So my daughters are a result of that DNA mix.
So, If I was with someone else, the outcome would have been someone else completely.
We might still be together but that’s a different story
The fact there are so many of us on this planet, yet we are all so unique is quite something.
Sure lots of us have similar traits but there really are no 2 identical humans, inbred huns excluded.
So, back on point, my thinking was, only me and the looney could have created what we have living, walking and talking in front of our very eyes.
Like most things in science, our DNA can be broken down into a sequence of numbers so great that its unique, and recreating mixes those numbers and produces a set of numbers that end in a mix that scientifically can’t be predicted.
So more pondering, kids are special to us all, but the chances of each of my kids being born are by the laws of probability incomprehensible.
A step further, the chances of me and their mother meeting by chance the way we did …..
Being stoned, you take it even further……if that’s the chances of them being born as they are are huge, what were the chances of my folks meeting..
Then you can go down the wormhole, their parents, parents of their parents etc.
How far back we go is insane and then I get to the question, over the hundreds of years, if any single person was different in that cycle was different……. It wouldn’t be me typing this shite…… the very chances of any of us being as we are presently are surely fucking impossible to quantify……. Or maybe everything happens for a reason
I'm not sure theres a point here, other than, I’ll sleep now that I’ve removed these thoughts from my brain.
But, I expect several things to happen when I wake up tomorrow:
- I’ll be hungover to fuck;
- Once the initial pain subsides, I’ll vaguely remember posting something on the noise;
- Upon logging in, I’ll have a ton of notifications and shit myself about WTF I said
- Dr Fis will have reached out offering to write me a prescription or recommending a local asylum
- TET will have several replies, attempting to solve the probability questions raised and ending blaming SKY and EPL wages;
- A new thread will appear on Swallow Swallow blaming Big Jock then questioning my theories as a result of inbreeding
Are we alone, is there an answer to the big questions, is God real, am i fucking mental..........
PS If any of you need LED lights, I’ve a load for sale, restricted to sets of words, ALONE, NOT, ARE, WE, FTQ
