How much difference...
-I've been typing for a long time, and the pages of text culminate to this: nothing that any of us does matters at all.
-I could sit here and type for days, or hours, or minutes or even seconds and it wouldn't make a lick of difference. I could write ten books, papers, pages, lines, words or letters and it wouldn't matter in the least. After all is said and done, after the world is engulfed by the sun's flame, what I typed on livejournal at 5:00 on Monday morning, September 19, 2005CE won't matter at all. Why do we do anything then? Why not just give up? I don't know, but apathy becomes increasingly difficult to avoid when confronting such things. How can someone care about anything in light of something as massive as everything else. Is it wise to not care about anything? Does being wise matter? Does being foolish matter? Should we do whatever we want? Should we do what's right? What is right? Does what's right even matter in the first place? Is a person's desire to do well (however large and imposing it is on that person) intrinsic? Is it socially influenced? Does it matter?
-Will the fabric of time unwind if I bum-ass out of school and become a manager at Micky-Dee's? Something to think about...
-I could sit here and type for days, or hours, or minutes or even seconds and it wouldn't make a lick of difference. I could write ten books, papers, pages, lines, words or letters and it wouldn't matter in the least. After all is said and done, after the world is engulfed by the sun's flame, what I typed on livejournal at 5:00 on Monday morning, September 19, 2005CE won't matter at all. Why do we do anything then? Why not just give up? I don't know, but apathy becomes increasingly difficult to avoid when confronting such things. How can someone care about anything in light of something as massive as everything else. Is it wise to not care about anything? Does being wise matter? Does being foolish matter? Should we do whatever we want? Should we do what's right? What is right? Does what's right even matter in the first place? Is a person's desire to do well (however large and imposing it is on that person) intrinsic? Is it socially influenced? Does it matter?
-Will the fabric of time unwind if I bum-ass out of school and become a manager at Micky-Dee's? Something to think about...