“I mean I want to know that this isn’t all just meaningless. Like, we aren’t born with our whole lives already mapped out by some omniscient force that’s already predetermined everything we’ll ever say and do and every decision we’ll ever make. That idea terrifies me: that we’re all just ants under a magnifying glass and someone’s poking at us with a stick. Someone who already knows exactly what we’ll do and who we’ll be and when we’ll die. If I could do something that proves to me that isn’t the case, I think I’d be alright.”
the amount of philosophy in this is killing me
