준비되어 있는 꾸준한 간다!

i have no idea what to type. I wonder if there are universal truths, if the only constant really is change and somewhere somehow the speed of light is just a little late for dinner.
if life is adaptation, instinct is vincibility.
Sometimes i wish i could just give it all away, all my luck and energy. I wish i could work towards something better, and for that give my life, my soul, my time to humanity and never look backwards.
Natives believe every time you take a photograph of a person, you take a piece of their soul. This is not entirely untrue from a logical perspective. That photograph will exist longer than the person, will instill a feeling or a thought in someone else, and will parlay the persons' memory to a new world. This is the soul never leaving this world, and immortality. this is also the problem with immortality, despite our gravest desires for it, we all know it's inherently wrong to the universe. A rock dropped from a thousand feet high has more life than you or, if life is simply energy. If not, if there is a soul, another parallel universe where superior sentinence is all that matters for entry, our souls will be scattered into pourly composed pictures in little yellow books at mother's. Hold my soul, hide it from the flash.