Sometimes I wonder if I'm the only one brave enough to see the truth of it all. Most other people are either blind or careless of it because of fear. Everyone feels like they need a purpose, a reason to keep going. Something that tells them that all of it isn't worthless. There's nothing wrong with that, but you can't ignore the truth that...nothing really matters. Everything we know is nothing. We are all built with our unique expiration date. We are all told from birth the sequence we must live. And we all end up striving for the common goal, the common life, when we all know that sooner or later we are going to die.
How cruel to be given such a temporary existence. And what's worse is how long our species have been on this earth with absolutely nothing to show for. If you really think that a strong military, advanced technology, and a civilized society is something to show for, that's just ridiculous. I see a force of murderers, a lazy future, and a society of people with sticks shoved so far up their asses. But I'm not even sure what something is good to show for. I don't know where we went wrong. Who's decision was it to declare this world one of competition, greed, money, war, hate? The list goes on. Who decided such structure and etiquette. Children must get an education in order to get a job to make lots and lots of money because that will surely make them happy. That is so unbelievably screwed up. All we're doing is raising generations and generations of money hungry assholes. Oh, but look at me. None of that really matters anyway, does it?
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