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You know... Life has always fascinated me. It's like we spend all our time trying to grow up, trying to earn money, slogging our hearts out, loving till our heart breaks... Only for this one ending - death.
I've never been too afraid of death. It's not scary. It's just morbid. And the only thing regrettable about death is that you have to leave everything behind you. You spend all your lives building everything around you and then when you die, you suddenly just have to leave everything behind you.
I mean... How the hell does that work? You spend all your lives building relationships, building empires, building business, building love, building a family even. And then you destroy them all by dying.
Kinda reminds me of all the building blocks that we used to play with. Spend half an hour nicely building it... And then spend a split second destroying the whole thing.
Why do we do it then? Why do we have to exist in the first place when 60, 70, 80, 90 years down the road... We still have to die? For the unlucky ones, they might die even before they get to enjoy the things that they've built.
Why is it that whatever created us in the first place was cruel enough to build us and then kill us altogether?
Why not just not create us in the first place?
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Why create us and then dump us?
WHY?
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This morbid post has served every purpose to kill my mood. Ha. Ha.
Toodles.
1 comment:
you're assuming that we were created.
once you've accepted the fact that there is in fact no purpose to life, you'd stop fretting about it. whoever said that life must have an inherent purpose anyway? wondering about the meaning of life is kinda like wondering what the colour blue taste like.
there's no meaning but what we've created for ourselves, and that's a very liberating and uplifting thought, if you ask me :)
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