I used to believe in God but I sat down and really thought about it and the concept of heaven and hell just seem too fairy tale-ish to me. But does anyone know the point of life? What is the reason for us being here? It seems like it’s money for a lot of people. And that’s why I want to go. Whether or not God stated it,”The love of money is the root of all evil” is definitely the truth. I see it in on my family’s faces. In the news. On the streets. The desire of money is completely taking the humanity out of people and replacing it with stress and greed. I don’t want to be apart of it. Does that make sense?
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The meaning of life is whatever you want it to be.
It makes complete sense. Your thought process forms a part of the reasons I want to depart from this purposeless matrix. The banality of all these shallow material pursuits, hedonism etc have made life pretty empty and worthless for me.
I’m so conflicted about all of this. I hate you for saying this but part of me agrees. With all of it and with none of it. I’m fuckin’ everywhere today. I wish there was an inherent, intrinsic meaning to life but there aint. fuck my life. Life is so goddamn empty — or maybe it’s just me. Ha, she finally said I’m not different and I didn’t change. Shakin’ my fuckin’ head. I told her I’m no different. Fuck! People just look at the surface behavior and it makes me sick. I do the same but I try to question what type o shit could be swimming underneath the waves. So quick to judge.
Yup, that makes sense.
To reproduce. And in this day and age do it as happy and contented as you possibly can.
I cant do neither lol.
Does life have a point? No.