Welcome to Blogus, what are blogi, and the infinite waterfall of suffering

Bil-joodusstudios

New here? Well, welcome to Blogus.
Every Blogi here was absolutely not written with care, but what are they.
Vaguely maybe unfunnily careles written pieces of useless or useful information is what they are! Every time you read a Blogi some braincells will probably die.
Random words maybe, you could, I don't care.
Good Blogi are funny and look intentionally bad to untrained eyes.
Other stories or posts lack this funnyness so, I am bringing it back.
No other person on earth has ever thought of this I promise I promise I promise I promise I promise.
Now, what did you learn.
Absolutely nothing! If that was your answer please reboot.
Getting off subject now.
In short a Blogi (plural of Blogus) is a blog post but with us added after (kinda sus ngl).
Vagus, don't know what it means but I think it sounds funny.
Every time someone comes here I will be surprised.
You can e-mail me a Blogi for the site and maybe you will see it here soon :).
Oh yes, and please download my font :) this page is designed around it.
Us Blogi.
Us Blogi.
Probably most Blogi have some funny element to them that is the point.
For example read the first letter of each previous sentence.

Existance

Bil-joodusstudios

Yes, but what is the point or it
Some like to answer the question with 42, but I feel like you're free to make it 43 'cause that's a prime and has class.
Or maybe we make some super artificial intelligence in some rich guy's basement, and while we're up on Mars we remember in old literature.
"This foolish kind you all relate to had built this amazing mashine locked in the basement of somehwere where you find guns and freedom."
We go down there after months of searching and find the right basement, be power on the device and find uninteligable words and numbers on it's display
We can't make out what it says but our instict tells us it wants to kill us so we destroy it.
Or maybe that's not the answer, and we should look more at ourselves.
We might just live for labour, you become existant months after a sleepover party, go play with blocks and make them spell out words with relationship to fecal matter.
You are what we would define as happy, you are then forced into edcuation against your will, after years of bad grades some rich guy buys the rights to your soul.
You are what we could define as the opposite of happy, you now spend most of your time acting out labour for some guy, making them mad money and them giving you what seems like a fortune but is actually what he spends on his dog.
You are what we could still define as the opposite of happy, soon you retire, feeling relieved you now reflect on your past mistakes, not the fun that is now worthless, and while we we're talking you are now dead.
You are what we could define as dead, we don't know where you go but we can assume that you and I will never know before and after the fact.
Maybe that's not the answer, how about we zoom in and out
At the start of time our universe expanded into what it is at the moment
It is currently on it's way to possible collapse into nothing, then do it all again or not, though we will be dead by the time anything interesting happens.
As the universe is so unbelievably massive, us being possibly smaller than an atom to the scale of the universe.
And we are just an annoying byproduct of science that the internet is too lazy to get rid of.
Well at this rate we'll never figure it out, though trough the eyes of the homo sapiens it can be more fun.