nuvomuvo forantha sa na ma... Hewa na frasha ba.

Words are just what they are... because they were made.

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They are just adopted meaning. Initially arbitrary and now establishment.

But not to minimalize. Or to Condone. They enable nearly every aspect of our direct physical existence to be as it is. They enable us to cooperate. Instead of killing that which is smaller to eat, we now cooperate and grow fields of stationary life to kill systematically for food.

Instead of killing one another for territory, we kill masses of one another for territory. And on top of that, you have the miasma of greed and corruption that envelops the parts of a collective that have been given control.

There is, too, good. We can communicate. What I am doing right now is enabled by it. Learning and understanding of this dimension occurs. We can say we.

The question is, are we better off? So what, there're more of us and we live comfortably. So what? Does that make us better or does it just make us feel better?

We ARE entertained, are we not?

What if we're all no more or less significant than anything else... We just see from our one point of view and as such what we see seems like everything to us.

Or so I assume...