Sunday, March 11, 2012

nothing matters when you know you're going to die.

nothing matters when you know you're going to die.

i've realized that we're all just animals, we don't have a purpose. maybe we think we do. but we don't. we live, we die. Not one thesis in the world could ever be more powerful than Death itself. Death is forever. Man and his Ideas are not.


so i could jumpstart the process and kill myself tomorrow and it wouldn't make a damn difference. i have to be here because i want to be here, otherwise i wouldn't be here. i shouldn't be asking, what's the godamn fucking purpose in life. it's ignorant. i should be asking, what do I want to get out of life? if the answer is nothing, if i don't care about anything on this planet, then i have no purpose in being here. But if there is something out there that I care about enough to stay alive, then I do have a purpose.

i already feel like a hypocrite because i'm still here...


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