Things that belong and are with us now of that of the many are and is taken from that is nature and of which surrounds us or we bump into. Nearly everything was already discovered before – oh yes, most likely, and at times, definitely. Things pop up and go like ourselves, yet bump into each other again. Ideas from the mind often may be very similar, oh yes. Yet---when one think about so and it, they realize that is not entire true. For, you see, there are many original artists with unique ideas AND styles lurking and being born about. Sometimes or what is perhaps many a time, very similar ideas are realized and what was and is "old" becomes "new" and perhaps a thing of mindblowing new newness that is eye-catching and RECOGNIZABLE new.
Ah, the word recognizable.
What does it say, what does it mean? Like what you may think it says. When looking at something, be it a picture, a written subject, or a lovely tune sound for the ears. If it stands out and you know who’s is who’s from the others, well, that is recognizable. To easily spot, to see, to know who is who, like knowing a human from another human, telling apart one animal from the other, spotting many different insects, knowing who is who, what is what.
THAT is originality.
When one thinks about it……to be original may not to be never existing or done before, but perhaps a kind difference.
When ones see’s Guernica, you ALWAYS know, that it is Pablo Picasso’s creation. One can tell Vincent Van Gogh from the other man Paul Gauguin. When one reads Klee Wyck, one knows it is Emily Carr. When ears listen to I Am The Walrus---you know it is The Beatles.
Things take time, time goes by strangely—slow, fast, or both in between. Originality pops up not all the time, not ever single waking moment—but it does come. Originality is possible. To be different is possible. To do something respectively and always done before is impossible---unless one is surrounded by what is and has been done: In the mind of oneself though? Oh, the possibilities. No one is the same, Therefore, nothing will be the same. One does not have the same thoughts and feelings, site and hearing like everyone else. We are all unique, which branches off into originality again and perhaps intertwine, mix, and mold.
To be unique, to be different, not the exact same: close, clone, and copy from each other…….perhaps that is what originality truly is. Who can say what has and has not been done or tried and trying before? Tis’ hard and would do much and many research. Aye, but we are all different, yes, and THAT is what makes us the word unique. Even if things or something is similar, it's still not the same. Style, and ideas, thinking and ways: All of these can be similar; having something in common….but there is something in which, of which makes every single one different.
Possibilities are endless, and when and once one reaches into the mind, there so much fun and exploring is to be had and having.

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Where am I? Who am I? WHAT am I? Why am I here? This place that could be a place, is a place, might a place, is a place, might be, just, is, is not, is, could, should, would, be....WHERE? A territory?....
a base? WHERE? THE LAND OF THE UNKNOWN?

THIS IS A HUG CERTIFICATE!

Send one to all your friends who you think deserve a hug (which, hopefully includes the person who sent it to you)!!

You might send it to your enemies as well!
It'll really make them stop and think!!!

If you don't receive this back, nobody likes you, and they wish you'd stop bugging them!


If you receive this back 1 time, open up! Find more friends, enemies, or enemies pretending to be friends

If you receive this back 2 times, you're off to a good start! (Unless you sent it to yourself! That's cheating!)

If you receive this back 3 times, you're a good friend.

If you receive this back 4 times, you're truly loved as a friend!!

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YOU'VE BEEN HUGGED!

Spread the DA love around! (you can copy and paste this message on their userpage!)

RULES:
1- You can hug the person who hugged you!
2- You -MUST- hug 6 other people, at least!
3- You should hug them in public! Paste it on their user page!
4- Random hugs are perfectly okay! (and sweet)
5- You should most definitely get started hugging right away

Send This To All Your Friends, And Me If I Am 1.
If You Get 7 Back You Are Loved!

1-3: you're a bad friend
4-6: you're an ok friend
7-9: you're a good friend
10-& Up: you're a great friend

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They can't tell me who to be,
because I'm not what they see,
and the world keeps on sleeping,
while I keep on dreaming for me,
and their words are just whispers and lies,
that I'll never believe.
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I just fell from grace. Wanna come with?

Oh the questions of that is questioning.

“Why…….Why are we here? Because of sheer dumbness of dumbning dumb lucky luck of that of which is because the possibilities resulted into a transforming ever occurring transformation twisting current evolution that changed us, Sapiens that live in the homes that could be and are some Homo of that is Homo Sapiens to be able to rise and not be mauled by the teeth and claws of hungering hunger from that is stronger and bigger to be what is more powerfully powerfull that might possibly could and did hold more stamina? Are we are here because it was our turn, the other had enough and now wishes to rest? So nature found a way to create a route for us to live and survive and in doing so and soforth we've taken advantage of it, obeying this new turning point of ever changing changeness? Good or Bad? Neutral or Siding?
Are we the thing of the unknown that is yet known but closed from the mindset unable to be seen from the blankness of naked nakedness eyes that can only see a surface and not what lies underneath and beyond this being nothing, and that makes us something? There are many things that are supposed to not exist, and that's only because they haven't come to be yet, yet, sometimes are indeedly indeed there---weather be discovered to happening happened. Thought do not exist until they come to mind, travelling through the linking circuits, tunnels and tubes of information storage that is a brain. People do not exist until implanting the fertilization.
Yet, this raises another question. Does something really exist? Do WE really exist? Are we here, were we here? Or are we not and have never been? Do we only THINK we exist? Is this all in our what could be, perhaps minds, believing what we only wish and want to believe because it makes things easier, more simple, less frustrating and complex? Less unknowing and knowing? Knowledgeable rather then unknowledgably unknowledgeable?
Does one exist? If so, how? We could be, yet, are we sure? Is there any proof we are real and genuine, besides what WE think is evidence to what of which is that is real?....
We may perhaps be everything, we are what we are, we are what we're supposed to be…..or, yet, we are or not what we want to be. We are the mammals of animals who have undergoed, underwent, transformed and evolved combining ourselves to the group of molecules, a group of organs and water, a civilian civilization that is or might be, it is probable, a failure, a success, the start, the beginning...the ending neverending.
We are just but a fragmental fragmented fragment phase in the ever currently or not so current but changing ever timeless timelessness of transcended time, but we seem to be forgetting also have forgotten such things. We are mortalling mortal mortals. Only living once of sorts, once infected, penetrated or crushed, we may and will die and if not die, a shortening shortness of the once lifefull lifelessness of lifespan. Or…….
Are we? Perhaps that mortal is but a coverup, a shield protecting something that could be more and is able to make us hatch out of this strange shell of a body, perhaps it is a test, or a preparation to what lies ahead of turning ever twisting never mellowing fates. We ever awaiting our true forming forms that could truly be us……..yet a part of us we may never see or reach, but perhaps do, yet will not may never know, yet maybe we do know....
One thing is sure, we are us and we are unique, changeable, unchangeable, still able to retain the same characteristics...We are an interesting species.
Or, are we a species? WHAT is a species? Do we even know what that is? If so, HOW do we know what that is?
What is our purpose?
Suvival, breeding, teaching and dying. As could be creatures who think, we make our own purposes, our own goals, destined to change their own, to grow, to learn and to share. For years humans have searched for A PURPOSE. Yet, maybe there is no need to search, for once we have it, it is knowable and makes sense and relaxes the pondering questioning ponders. Happyness. To be happy... Why do some wish to change things, to rule the world? To feel better about themselves, to like themselves, to make their land and life better?
And then that leads and creates what? Happiness...Yes. It may be so.We usually need someone to point out we are good or we need society to show us we have accomplished our goals before being happy...but that's our ultimate goal: the research and achieve of happiness.
Or is it? For the humans of the Homo of Sapiens tend to search for other things as well. Could we be needing mellowness? Sadness? Ecstasy? Torture? A long awaited combining combination forming those feelings into a clusterfull cluster? Oh the pondering ponderfull questioning questions of which this would of realms of places holds.”

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Where am I? Who am I? WHAT am I? Why am I here? This place that could be a place, is a place, might a place, is a place, might be, just, is, is not, is, could, should, would, be....WHERE? A territory?....
a base? WHERE? THE LAND OF THE UNKNOWN?