Bricks make up buildings. We all find this to be true. We like our Bricks. Solid, reliable, single use Bricks. They don’t necessarily do much besides sit there. They’re just Bricks. But, why do we call it a Brick. What does Brick mean? Brick means Brick. Wood means wood. Yes means yes. No means no. What a life to live in. A boring life. Be the person in life that can make Brick mean wood or yes mean no. Challenge science, challenge life. Why are we here? To be a Brick of a human and just do what we’re expected to do. Or can we tilt our heads a little and view things a little stranger. Maybe, look at that Brick and see a canvas, a weapon, a paperweight, brass knuckles, binoculars, a pillow, a crunchy snack, a projector, a pencil holder, a baseball. Perceive life to be something more than a Brick. It’s our choice to decide what type of Brick we want to be.
When you think about why words mean what they mean and end up having an existential crisis because wtf does any of it mean ITβS JUST A STUPID COMBINATION OF 26 WEIRD SYMBOLS π *concerned for myself*
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