Standing on the bare ground, head bathed by the blithe air and uplifted into infinite space, all mean egotism vanishes. I become a transparent eyeball; I am nothing; I see all. ~R.W. Emerson
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I am. You are. It’s the reason for everything and the excuse for nothing. But you’re still here for the time being, so for the time being, that’s all that matters.