We are all one ....

sure although what happened to individuality?

 

We are all one but our individuality is not

 

Is there individuality? We only think that we are unique, that no one thinks like us, etc etc.

 

mwhaaa... you may both be right... although I am sure some thoughts are all my own, I wear a silver foil hat I will have you know :2thumbsup:

 

But it can be funny. Like I think that I am that weird for having these thoughs and then I found about someone who also has them and I'm all like 'wow, that guy is as fucked up as me'



There is something unique though... Hidden between all these ununique things...

 

Well paradoxically,the most common thing humans share is their unique-ness.
Every single one of the estimated 7 billion humans alive right now is unique.

Just how commonplace does being 'unique' have to become before it falls out of fashion???

Bring back boot-cut denims,that's what I say!

 

does that mean we're like snowflakes?

 

Well,yes,in that the effects of gravity are felt by both...but no,in that humans tend to make more of a mess than snowflakes when falling from the sky.

 

We are all in this together, by ourselves

 

very true:2thumbsup:

 

well, we are each one anyway.

 

We are the world, we are the children
We are the ones who make a brighter day
So lets start giving
There's a choice we're making
We're saving our own lives
Its true we'll make a better day
Just you and me

 

I am the black wizards.

 

The black wizard's what?

 

We are all one. It's true.
We just feel seperate.

 

If it wasn't for the hyper competitiveness of capitalism we might feel more united...

Capitalism has apparently creeped into our daily lives and brought us more than just an economic system.

 

Just them :2thumbsup:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jeMRYH4AvzU"]Emperor - I Am The Black Wizards - YouTube

Mightiest am I,
but I am not alone in this cosmos of mine.
For the black hills consists of black souls,
souls that already died one thousand deaths.
Behind the stone walls (of centuries) they breed their black art.
Boiling their spells in cauldrons of black gold.

Far up in the mountains,
where the rain fall not far,
yet the Sun cannot reach.
The wizards, my servants,

summon the souls of macrocosm.
No age will escape my wrath.
I travel through time and I return to the future.
I gather wisdom now lost.
I visit again the eternally ancient caves,
before a mighty Emperor thereupon came.
Watching the mortals "discovering" my chronicles, guarded
by the old demons, even unknown to me.

Once destroyed their souls are being summoned
to my timeless prison of hate.
It is delightful to feast upon the screaming souls
that were destroyed in my future.

How many wizards that serve me with evil, I know not.
My empires have no limits.

From the never ending mountains black, to the bottomless lakes.
I am the ruler and has been for eternities long.
I am them.

(I am them.)
(I am them.)

From the never ending mountains black, to the bottomless lakes.
I am the ruler and has been for eternities long.
My wizards are many, but their essence is mine.
Forever they are in the hills in their stone homes of grief.
Because I am the spirit of their existence.
I am them.

I am them.
I am them.

 

I think we should follow this to its logical conclusion and all of your things are now my things.

 

...thus removing greed.

 

:rofl: