We, the invisible ones, are weird.
The invisible one exists in your head. It’s that simple.
The invisible one of course also exists in the Universe. It seems nothing interests the invisible one except for the own head and the Universe.
We, the invisible ones, are weird.
The invisible one exists in your head. It’s that simple.
The invisible one of course also exists in the Universe. It seems nothing interests the invisible one except for the own head and the Universe.
Today I’m sending rays of good. I have a long way to be as cheerful as Sailor Moon, but objectively she was too much so it’s ok. So what I was talking about? ah, yes! Today is a day of cheerfulness.
You never know where your last time will be. Last time of seeing somebody, last goodbye kiss, some day your last sex and so on..
“Every person you meet in your life is your teacher”
Read it somewhere and ended up living by it. I didn’t know how much though.
Every time we publish a status or an update online, we provide a lot of personal information to others about our internal state of mind.
I imagine this is.. well.. the point, but..
How fragmented and incomplete is this information?
Could you possibly build a proper analysis of human’s life and what if going on in his head by his or her social updates?