There is a certain age that we reach where we come to the realization about life.
For me the realization was that I’m not special or unique or talented or even needed.There is no prupose in life everything is ramdom.This world is COLD MISERABLE MEAN CRUEL and disappointing.
Everyone exists purely to serve themselves,even the charity givers,they do it because it makes them feel good.
When GOD made the universe it was magnificent,but when he made man
what a mistake that was.I no longer believe in miracles,I longer believe in anything love does not exist and god left this place a long time ago.
Failure is my best friend and on my grave stone it will read A True Failure.Because believe it or not they do exist.
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The existence of a divine being of the type described in humanity’s religions is extremely unlikely. I suspect that the condition of depressive suicidal behaviour that such a large number of us suffer from is merely a developing method of population control. We’ve become to clever to be stopped by local lack of resources or disease. If we get beyond the next couple of obvious barriers it will be quite interesting to see what happens when we literally reduce the level of any of the key resources on the planet to a level below that which is required to sustain the entire planet’s population. If nothing else, as we approach that point with our voracious and careless behaviour it certainly becomes and increasing interesting time to be alive. It’s been quite a while since our outcome was so vague and uncertain.
I do believe the world is really messed up but just because this world isn’t how God made it doesn’t mean there isn’t a change we can make in the lives of others who experience this messed up world.