Hi, I’m a web page and I don’t even know it! If I don’t know that I’m a web page, then why did I say that I was? Maybe I’m not a web page. Maybe I’m not anything in particularI’m just something imagined by Mark Cidade [that's me! -Ed.]to represent this web page. But if I said, “Hi, I’m a representation of this web page!” then I would be a representation of the representation of the web page, and not the page itself! It’s hard to say what you are when you don’t actually exist. “Hi, I don’t exist” doesn’t quite cut it. Maybe the author of this paragraph is just being silly.

I guess language is meant to be used by anyone or anything other than the products (e.g., words) of the language itself. You can use language to talk about language and its products, like this paragraph for example, but it’s weird to make the words themselves fictional characters that talk about themselves, since they have to talk using language. It’s like having numbers solve math problems. Not number-people, I mean the same kind of numbers used in the math problems. But I guess that would be like having people come out of our mouths when we speak instead of sound waves.

I suppose that’s just one of many limitations, like Gödel’s incompleteness theorem which states that you can’t use any axiomatic system to prove that the system itself is true, even if you can use it to verify everything else. So if a system for proving things to be true or false can be used for everything except the system itself, it’s an incomplete system. Everything except one thing isn’t the same as everything. And to be complete, you need everything. I’d prove it if I could???

I wish there was a god so he can tell the cockroaches and other pests to leave us alone. And if there is a so-called God, then I wish he didn’t exist, because what was he smoking when he decided to create a world where cockroaches can thrive?

Gee, thanks God! Oh, and can we have some more viruses? I don’t think we have enough deadly viruses!

I wonder, of the people who actually read what I write on this site, how many of them actually understand what I’m saying? I don’t always understand what I’m talking about. All I know is that it makes sense. Or that it did at the time.

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