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Originally Posted by Crypts_Of_The_Mind
Seriously .. If I died now, who would care?
Ok, I know some of you will say "I would care" and I am grateful for that, really I am. But this goes deeper than that.
If, for example, you are bold enough to put up your hand and say "I care". Would you then be sure I was buried, or would it be like the others in my family. "I don't have the money." "I can't get there." "Depends on what's going on at the time, can't promise anything."?
Not that I am going to die soon or kill myself or etc but really, when people can't even be bothered to think enough of you to do those things, it makes you wonder.
What purpose is there in this life?
Obviously nobody is ever going to care.
I can't do jack so that's out.
So ... what purpose would there be?
Be a stepping stone for others?
I make a good one of those!
But what good is that?
Seriously, who cares ... about any of it? Especially as it concerns me...
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life's a ****ing *****.
you're born in to this world (just as a new canvas is put up for sale in a store)
you are tasked with painting the canvas however you want, and you could end up... I don't know, with everything you ever dreamed of, let's say.
you might end up creating a real work of art. something that not only you are proud of, but everyone around you is proud of
where am I going with this?
well, just like a canvas can be ruined with splodges and miss use, life can be ruined too- with things that come along that make the painting (or life ) blurry
but, unlike a canvas (which will be around for ever), this mean thing we call time comes along and says, I don't care how good the painting is, I don't care what you're doing, rich or poor, employed or unemployed, young or old, this is all the time you are getting, and that's that. you don't get a rerun, that's it
so **** life because all in all it means **** all.
even if you are the best at living it's taken away from you.
it's all a big load of blah