| Current location: | My Room |
| Current mood: |  annoyed |
| Current music: | 30 Seconds to Mars - R-Evolve |
What is the Truth anymore?
What is the truth anymore? From what I have been told recently about life, is that in all reality it is meaningless? You are born, you go through life getting papers saying your creditable to do something, for an example fix a plane. Then you hit middle age, have a crisis go through life again and then you die. But in the big seam of things, you have no real point to existence anymore. Helping a old lady go across the street for a act of random kindness, so you can receive good karma in a very short amount of time, is that really worth it? Does that affect the universe at all?
Another thing that has been told to me as of lately, is the truth. As from society trends and what not, everything is told through word of mouth. People lie. How am I suppose to believe someone? I know people with a certification in something, say "hey look I have these papers saying that I am right and you are wrong." What if all those facts that you hold onto near and dear, were total lies. What is the point anymore to going on, believing in something, when it seems that all they are is lies.
Personally I don't know anymore. From what others have told me, is that I need to know the truth. Why should I believe in something? What if it makes me happy? What if being in my bubble disassociating myself from the world around me, and just gazing off into the universe is what I want to do? So fucking what if it isn't socially correct? You can't be independent anymore, because there are a group of people out there, that do the exact same thing, that you are fighting for to be original. Originality is only a dream now.
You can't even be creative anymore, because someone before you probably thought of that idea. Back on the subject of disassociating, I think I can see why some people go insane now. Because there are the groups of conformist that tell others that they are wrong. What is SO WRONG with being happy? What is so wrong about gazing out of your own pathetic world and going to another one? What is SO fucking wrong with that? Life fucking sucks due to society pressures and working. Trying to be a good person, etc etc. I have been questioning existence lately, of the point of being here, I came up with that I don't believe that some guy in the sky in the sky got bored one day and just flipped a switch and thus there we are. I think we are born to find our own reason to live. It being either for an object, a person, something your passionate about...whatever. Then me being told that I am wrong about that?! Why is that so wrong? Why can't ONE idea I have be what I want it to be? I know it probably isn't the truth, but at least it makes me happy.
Thoughts running through my head about my life and what not. Right now, I know some people will look at this and be like "why is she being so emo right now, blahblahblah." But I am writing this because that is what I feel, Honestly I have lived a good life, I have hurdles to still overcome. I haven't done anything too bad. But Right now I see no point anymore.
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