Philosophy From The UndefinedI am the place where God divided by infinity...and decided he wanted the value to stay. At least for a while as things work themselves out and equations shift and balance themselves in a verse's dance of life and death.But for those that don't believe in providence or religion, for those ruled by science and all accounts mathematical...I am undefined. A value unknown -- to myself, to my family, to the entire world over. So why do I continue to exist?Is it as a limerick? A joke? Some dirty little story told between friends as a means to make themselves feel superior while I toil away as another random cog? Shifted about in multiple societal machines, worn, refitted, upgraded, tricked out, awaiting a break down, turning until the inevitable collapse of the axle.......Or rather, am I the solution to a problem yet told? A newfound corollary to be unfurled for a hypothesis in search of an answer? A work horse meant to till soils familiar and unknown, bearing unexpected fruit for the bene
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