nobody is out there, Zippy, but you can keep your fingers crossed.

moron.

tell us, Zippy. What's on your mind?

yeah nobody really cares about flat earth, though, do they? life is but a waiting room for the clinic of death, and you all choose to occupy your stay with meaningless drivel on the shape of the earth.

fuck.

HA!

the rules have no hold on me,

the colour of your soul.

it's all a pipe dream, Dragon. your purpose is one of tedium.

wake up.

the earth is a globe, dragon

Wake Up.

it is but the arrogance of mankind that demands a reason for existence, and from that was born religion. the desperate need to have a purpose. life is an experience. you are an experience.

you, you- sitting behind the screen, reading this nonsense- you are the universe, experiencing itself.

reality is a blur, Hamburger.

i'm just describing the colours.

curious betsy is less of a persona; betsy is a state of mind.

we are all curious betsy in one way or another.

reality has no meaning. and you can choose two paths of nihilism; to do nothing, or to do anything.

if hell existed, you would all be destined for it.

it is impossible to be a morally perfect being; and without that status, you would be cast from commercial heaven.

it is your own arrogance that you believe there is a meaning, Riptide.

we live to experience ourselves.

precisely.

meaning is subjective.

whatever your beliefs of life after death or afterlife, life is a queue for that end goal. you can view that as a good or bad thing, but ultimately life is whatever you want it to be.

if you need a purpose to tether yourself to reality, then you are fundamentally different in mindset from me, and that is perfectly acceptable.

shut up shoto todoroki.

yes, that is a rather lovely analogy

Hamburger

go. cry.

shut up citizen Z