On the Nature of Structural Soliloquies

It's a thing. A thing with a purpose, but not really. A thing that's more like a feeling, but not really a feeling. It's like a thing that's not really a thing, but still kind of a thing.

This is the kind of thing that makes you question the very fabric of reality.

Or, you know, maybe it's just a bunch of words on a page.

The Meaninglessness of It All