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It's a sad day when a picture of a tennis racket up some guy's ass defeats a powerful and deeply moving exploration of the human condition, as exemplified by my picture of tennis balls shooting out of some guy's ass.
It was one of those things where we all knew it would come down to tennis balls shooting out of the guy's ass vs. a tennis racket going up the guy's ass. We were powerless to diverge from this course of events or to determine the outcome. All we could do was post the pictures destiny demanded of us and wait.
Destiny as part of a shared reality, or destiny as it can be perceived by the individual (of course that assumes that the pehomenon of "the individual" exists outside of a shared reality, for the reality of "the individual" would, in this case, need to incorporate itself in its own scheme, placing it on the inside of its own construct, essentially, which would seem to make "the individual" and its reality moot, unless "the individual" were able to exist on both planes cogenitally, but this would contradict the idea of "the individual" being one, since under this theory "the individual" in essence becomes two entities.)? If it is a self-perceived destiny, the in esse, we are all men whose asses have tennis balls shooting out of them AND tennis rackets being shoved up them simultaneously (though obviously in immensely different egocentric locales).
