I think, therefore I am. At least I think I am. I once thought I wasn't, but then I got to thinking, and because I was thinking, I thought I was. So I must be, when I think about it.

Maybe I think too much.

I continued thinking. I mean, what is it to be (or not to be, for that matter, and what is matter if not energy compressed?). What is energy?. What is ising, or being, anyway? So I thought and thought and thought and I thought some more. I got a headache. I knew I was cuz it hurt to be.

So I must be, when I feel. I feel, therefore I am.

I think*.



*ouch