reality, existence, or at least this universe is comparable to static on a television, not tuned to anything in particular, just random noise, the cb radiation of the universe. your life comparable to a fraction of a fraction of a second of a single pixel flashing to a different shade of black, gray, or white. and just like tv static, you might see some shapes in it, you might see a tv show just heavily corrupted by the static or whatever, you might hear something, like voices or something, and that’s fine, but that’s just the way our brains are wired, to find patterns when there are none. its just noise.












