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Existential Snow Globes

DISCLAIMER: This most definitely makes approximately zero (0) sense, so I suggest turning back if that is unsatisfactory to you.

People often discuss the possibility that we're living in a simulation or the matrix or what have you. I think that to an extent we all deny that, but you can never be entirely certain. To that part of you, I direct this thought: what if we are all living in a giant snow globe? I know this sounds foolish, and to be entirely honest it absolutely is. Logistically, it is entirely nonsensical. But wouldn't you rather believe that it's the truth? Just to keep a sparkle of magic alive? The alternative is to believe that we are on a giant rock hurtling through space, which you must admit isn't exactly thrilling. In the end, does it really matter what our reality is? A simulation, a sitcom, a snow globe, a rock, a movie- what does that change? Does it change how we choose to live? Does it change our possibilities? If you knew that you were living in a snow globe, would you take more risks? Would you say the things that you choose to keep in your head? The truth of the matter is that our foundation doesn't change our reality. Whether you're in space or a snow globe, you exist in a society and try to find your place in it. Your life is the one you build. So, maybe we are on a rock hurtling through space. What the hell does that change? I choose to believe that we can make something of this world yet. My house might not be made of gummy bears and I may be in student loans up to my neck, but if I say I live in a snow globe well hot damn I live in a snow globe. I guess what I'm trying to say is that we need to find magic in a world that rarely seems to create it for us. If our purpose on this planet is to work until we die and just try to be anything other than miserable along the way, what are we doing here? Shake the snow globe; make the magic. Don't sit idly by hoping that it'll find you. If you need me, I'll be trying to decide if I should break the simulation or feed into it.

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  1. AubreySeptember 24, 2020 at 1:07 PM

    Emma,
    Hot damn, we all live in a snow globe. This is my second favorite post of yours (the first favorite being The Mini Wheats). This would make an absolutely terrific Hallmark movie. Please send it to them.
    Much love,
    Aubrey :)

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