Good afternoon fellow Americans, I am not an American, not fully atleast.
A part of my country is American though, the other part is European, Iceland happens to be exactly placed on the geographical juncture of the two continents. I could therefor theorize, that I am an American, by part, atleast.
That is not the main story here though, the main story here, is untold. It is a mystery in the making and no one, not even God, knows how it will turn out.
Ever since I was a child, I have had an affinity with stars, all three types, to be exact. The five horned pentagram star, the stars of the constellations and finally, the stars of our lives. I don’t know if I am a star to you, but I’d like to be, if it, in any way what-so-ever, helps you be happier, cooler, smarter and sexier.
What is sexyness, coolness, smartness and happiness. They obviously matter to me, for good or bad. Im curious, are they a distant phenomnon, a mere idea in the clouds that vaguely portrudes our reality as an illusion of success, a false correlative measurement of life-achievements?
Or are they something more?
It’s a tough call because they are very, very, intangible. That means they cannot be touched, they are very based. Based upon emotions, and emotions are very unreliable as they are: ever-changing.
Who changes the emotions?
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