What happens when you don't understand anymore? When you think but the answers you're looking for are no longer there? Where did they go and why? For what purpose do you now exist to serve? We are cornered with so many questions and no answers, so what are we to do? We cannot run from it, we cannot hide from it, we cannot face it. It's something that will haunt the best of us for as long as we live, and some lucky enough; not at all. Life; it's future and it's past, do you have anything to look forwards too? Do you have anything to dwell on? If you have neither, then where are you expected to go next? Socials; your Family and your Friends. Who is there for you more? If you died would you be remembered by either? If you did, would it really matter?
What do we do in this life of ours? We are trained, set with morals and principles, never allowed to stray. Our freedom is stripped from us the moment we are born, our dignity, our futures, and we are placed on the tracks and expected to run on our own. From the moment we are born we are who we are, and we can never change that, not in this lifetime or any other. We go to school, learn our now unfocused and meaningless curriculum, grow up with people we will never meet again after it's all said and done, and get pushed out the door into what we know as "Life." Why and for what purpose?
How can one so casually accept the world in it's entirety? I do not understand. You do not understand. Is it possible to grasp reality? Where do these words come from, you may wonder, but truly I am but a messenger. I know nothing, not of life, not of friends or family, not of love nor hate; no, truly I do not know anything. It is impossible, these emotions; these simple circumstances. We are taught what we know, we assume that what we are taught is true, and we forge life itself around that one fact. Truth is truth but what if it is not? If the truth we know is a lie, than surely nothing we have been taught can be true.
Understandable? Hardly, no, it is not. You and I, all of us, will be consumed and discarded, for the lucky some they will have a future filled with happiness and luck, for others it will be too much and we will be crushed by the weight of the world. We will die as unsung heroes, as people with no impact; we will be forgotten by the ones we loved in time as will all things. Time consumes all living things, it is perceived as humans as either quick or slow, but to a rock it is nothing. Time does not affect a rock, to a rock time does not exist, so how can time be true to all things? Regardless, completely off topic, this is meaningless.
No, I do not understand. Truly, truly, this life is not something I will ever understand or ever can understand, I will never grasp reality; I will live my life with one goal and one goal only... to live.
ZekeySpaceyLizard
maybe you should swallow some zoloft
Dj-Flux
Interesting input. You sure haven't changed much, thanks anyways. :]