The Realist Perspective
Superstar
This shyt just doesn't make any sense.
So, we live to build up relationships, wealth, health but we slowly lose it all.
Each and every one of our friends, family, significant others, EVERYONE will die. You will witness this one by one until you yourself die.
All that you worked for, the house you bought, cars, all of that, will be nothing to you as you die.
Your body will slowly betray you, you become unrecognizable externally to what you used to look like, with your mind slowly diminishing as well where simple tasks such as entering and exiting a vehicle is a time consuming and difficult task, one misstep and tumble can cause you grave injury or maybe even death. Your mind will slowly fade, you will lose who you are. That's if some other crazy disease that may randomly hit you doesn't cripple you or take you out earlier.
Just what in the fukk is this? The slow push into the abyss. People say it's a blessing to be alive, be grateful for another day but for what??
It's just one of those nights, sitting alone in my thoughts just contemplating all this shyt. This shyt is fukking hell. A slow tortured hell.
Seeing your parents getting old. Not as snappy ad they once were. Losing friends. Family members. Your own creeping aches and pains, disinterests, slowly building ability of not being able to give a fukk about a single thing about this pointless, fukking, existence.
This shyt is just crazy to me. We have got to be in hell. Why the fukk are we here man.
So, we live to build up relationships, wealth, health but we slowly lose it all.
Each and every one of our friends, family, significant others, EVERYONE will die. You will witness this one by one until you yourself die.
All that you worked for, the house you bought, cars, all of that, will be nothing to you as you die.
Your body will slowly betray you, you become unrecognizable externally to what you used to look like, with your mind slowly diminishing as well where simple tasks such as entering and exiting a vehicle is a time consuming and difficult task, one misstep and tumble can cause you grave injury or maybe even death. Your mind will slowly fade, you will lose who you are. That's if some other crazy disease that may randomly hit you doesn't cripple you or take you out earlier.
Just what in the fukk is this? The slow push into the abyss. People say it's a blessing to be alive, be grateful for another day but for what??
It's just one of those nights, sitting alone in my thoughts just contemplating all this shyt. This shyt is fukking hell. A slow tortured hell.
Seeing your parents getting old. Not as snappy ad they once were. Losing friends. Family members. Your own creeping aches and pains, disinterests, slowly building ability of not being able to give a fukk about a single thing about this pointless, fukking, existence.
This shyt is just crazy to me. We have got to be in hell. Why the fukk are we here man.
This is a prison planet
. Reminds me of a blog that I did last year talking about embracing a life of pain. We as people always desire this weird façade when it comes down to living, but fail to understand the troubles that come with living. As a soul survivor who is a walking testimony especially in these dire times of chasing a dream...I learned that what can you do except appreciate the surroundings around you because life is good.
