Cynicism isn't my aim or my general stance. I'm grasping for lucid thinking about human nature, and my rose-colored glasses have recently been busted, although I'm sure it's all for the best.
That doesn't mean I'm cynical about life and existence in general (note the previous posts on stars, and sand, and BIG). I think life, and the Universe, and God, and ... everything! ... are absolutely, jaw-droppingly, amazing!
People are amazing and wonderful too, or can be. But they're very hard to admire when they're rifling through your wallet and stomping on your heart.
I can't believe he thinks I was being cynical.

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