Random Thoughts
Whats the fucking meaning
behind anything? Do we have a soul? Are we all moving towards
enlightenment? Do we have multiple lives? Will we one day live in a
world without suffering?
That's what I'd absolutely
love to believe.
It's what I do believe most
days, and its how I choose to live my life.
But some days it doesn't
work. Some days the emptiness takes over. Some days life feels
meaningless, kindness is hard, clearing your mind seems impossible.
Why is the world so cruel
that people need to believe in something? How come everything is a
fucking competition? EVERYTHING. Only the best workers get hired, the
smartest people with the best work ethic get through college. The
best athletes make it, the best singers and musicians, the best
writers, everything is about being the best.
Those without skills or
motivation are doomed to a life of minimum wage misery. Even those
who “succeed” often find themselves depressed. The world is
controlled by money. Those with money have power. And they fucking
use it. Oppression is everywhere.
Those who need help often
don't find it. Americans live lives of luxury while those of third
world countries starve to death. Children, starve to death. And here
we are in our nice houses, too busy with out work and selfish
aspirations to do a single fucking thing about it.
I want to change it. But
finding the means to do it is so fucking hard. What does it take to
change the world? Money. What corrupts a good person? Money, and the
pursuit of it. I don't want to pursue money, because I don't think I
need it to be happy. But in order to be happy, what I do need is to
help people. And to help people and be free from working, I need
money. What a motherfucking paradox.
So what can I do? I'd like
to change the world through writing first, and then maybe use any
money I make to help even more. But first I have to write something
worth being published. And this right here, isn't fucking it. I have
a novel outlined, but the words won't come. Not right now. Hopefully
someday, someday soon.
No one's going to read
this, at least not now. But I needed an outlet. So this is my outlet.
For now.
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