Philosophical Bathing
*please bear in mind that I am quite ill at the moment, and that I was somewhat sedated when I wrote this, and therefore probably not thinking clearly.
This morning whilst in the shower, I began to contemplate life and death, as I often do during a Monday morning cleansing session. I have come up with a new theory regarding the existence of the universe and other such matters. It needs some fleshing out, but the outline of the hypothesis reads something like this:
I propose that each individual does not in fact inhabit any particular form, shape, or area, but instead that we are all celestial beings with every mind connected together on a spiritual plane. In addition to this, I suggest that the creation of one’s life is derived by how strong and vivid their imagination is. Eg: those among us who have experienced success in their lifetime, be it through wealth, love, career, travel, or any other type of fulfilment have achieved this by having their subconscious force an idea into the realm of existence, pushing aside those of a weaker creative intellect, who maintain a balance by providing the other, less successful side of the scales.
In conclusion: I need to take shorter showers.
