the purpose of life....
apparantly my outlook is bleek like memphis when it comes to life...
u live, do some fucked up shit, u die...experience pain, happiness and strife...
this pulse has no purpose and i think its on purpose...
whichever intelligent design that designed the mind made breathing worthless...
a oversized antfarm but with insight to feeling and the ultimate pay off is nothing...
no white light at the end of the tunnel or pearly gates and no angels to sing...
i cant say that its fact its just me coming to a conclusion using facts...
not that i can forsee the future but we are all the future and a purpose still lacks...
the future entails tomorrow and every groundhog day after that is like it...
but people have to find a meaning to it so they made up a higher being but i fight it...
not that im at war with religion just most of the hypocrites that preach...
even the ones that perpetrate as a holier person than i because they read a book or wrote a speech...
but the book was written by drunks, thieves and random people.....
but most take their word as truth and pray to a figure on a crucifix above the steeple...
but if there is truly a purpose to this monotany i wouldn't mind seeing some proof...
otherwise im gonna make jesus jokes and write "ten comandment" spoofs...
maybe im just aloof...i dont know but i could really care less...
so much savagery and disgusting things that happen every day on earth...
yet u expect me to think that i have had a predetermined plan since birth???
get the fuck outta here, u must be on some type of drugs or ur oblivious to what is obvious to me...
im tempted just to be the first to drink the "kool-aid" and die a agonizing death just to see....
maybe i enjoy being right too much but i wouldn't be able to prove it, but all in "Due" time...
but if i was wrong i would come along and haunt everyone who had a similar view as mine....
tbc...
