Why do I try to rationalize things that don’t need to be rationalized?
Why do I give a single fuck about things my conscious knows is pointless to care about?
We’re an insignificant piece of nothing floating around in a sea of everything else. Clueless of what really is known and unknown.
So we humans live our life like we’re everything there ever was and will be. But really we’re just another lifeform. Fucking meat sacks. Animals that happen to be of a higher intelligence than the rest. Living on a small little sphere we only know as everything.
To the majority lifes like a never ending competition. All we do is top each other. What ever looks more appealing. Why do we think things need to be of a certain look? A certain sound? Who determines what’s acceptable? What makes something so fucking appealing it needs to be set as the standard? Functionality isn’t good enough? I’d rather sit back and watch. Criticizing is dumb. I feel like we’ve created something terrible. Something I want no part in.
So why do i care? Why should i care? I’ve come to the conclusion that nothing really matters.
Fuck everything else, life’s only goal: Have fun.
