A message from chap
I feel as if I'm on another plain of existence; another plain of thought. Nothing we care about matters one bit, and people don't seem to understand.
They think I'm being angsty, or just saying "whatever" rr something. But no.
What I really mean is, that we are literally just atoms, nothing we do is meant for anything. We really have no purpose. Whats the point? People try to make one utilizing religion. They think we need a purpose, or that we have one.
Even this post doesn't matter. Why am I posting it then? The reasons themselves do not matter. The just fucking don't.
If you don't get it by now, then I don't know what ta tell ya. You're just like them. You will never get it.
It's just obvious, isn't it? You guys just lie ta yourselves. You're like sheep.
Yunno why we think we're superior to animals? Because we got lucky to have had ancestors, who are monkeys, that evolved to speak and walk. And before you fucking religious sheep tell me "then why are there still monkeys if they evolved?" Its because only half of them had to evolve. Ever see the same fuckin kind of an animal all the time? No! There's different kinds of animals too. We are just different kinds of monkeys.
We have separated ourselves so far from nature, animals, and plants, that we just assume we've got these souls that are dropped into our bodies when we're born, for some reason. Why? Why aren't we just like every other animal? Cause we are. They may fucking think the same things bout us, that we think about them. What makes you think that we see the world the right way.
What makes you think all of us see the world rhe same anyways? What if youre red is my blue, but you were just taught ta call it red. You just don't know.
We think all these holidays and special occasions mean anything. YHEY DONT. Why would they? What does this matter? There's too much. There's not enough. Why must we know everything? Why must we teach just to pass it on? To pass it onto someone thats just gonna pass it on. Why would it do anything. All it considers is the living things.
We never think about the meanings of things. What are we doing?
What will you comment? I suppose its either
"stop asking so many questions, just chill"
"I think you're having an existential crises, you need help"
"I think about this too"
But what do I care? What's it do? Evoke emotions? Make me think differently? But it doesn't matter what I think of how I feel.
There is more I could say there is more to it but sadly, I can't explain to where even I could understand.