Deep thoughts :D

I often find it humorous how people say that suicide is permanent solution to “temporary problem” when life itself is merely temporary. Everything you do, every objective you attempt to accomplish, absolutely everything you do in life will mean nothing when you die. This is the joke of life. You spend your entire life setting all of these arbitrary goals and objectives to achieve, and yet it means nothing. Most humans simply survive to survive, which is meaningless in itself. Why do you survive to survive? What is the point of simply continuing to exist for the sake of the continuation of existence when you are simply going to perish anyway? Most humans do not think about these things, because it leads them to be depressed. They would rather go on living in their elaborate delusions that they’re life actually means something, then face the crippling reality that everything, and I mean everything, you do is utterly pointless. You will die. You will be forgotten. In a hundred, or even a thousand years of time, there will likely not even be a trace that you ever existed.