The second coming of Kleemy.

I look upon the full, grand "sight," before me and reflected from it a view of this beautiful entity of disarray who's scale so great, yet so inert that the opposite could be stated accurately. This paradox is the very thing that I am, yet unaware I am, of the truth behind it. Whether there truly is all encompassing unity, or such a thing is a prerogative thought only held, by those whose scale is limited by certainty. We are unlikely, yet are. Does that mean we are inevitable. No entity can know for certain, for intrinsically within a being is a limited state of occupancy within a separate continuum, Thus "truth," does not exist, for one can never truly identify a singular point or exact relationship in an infinite system, such is a principle mirrored in our mathematics. Does this mean that information is impossible? Well, yes, in a universal sense, however as we are beings who perceive with the same tools, a system which is probably consistent, effectively identical conclusions can be made.
-I don't know who made this but it's very funny.