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"Send a message, to the un-born child, keep your eyes open for a while."
Category: Blogging
"because, in a box high up on the shelf. Its left for you, no one else. Theres a peice of the puzzle known as life. Wrapped in guild, sealed up tight"
-Blah. I think this is why they think Im bi-polar.. but whatever.. i think they're wrong..-
I cant help but tell myself everything is ok when its not. I cant ignore it. Nothing is ok. Nothing will ever be ok. As long as their are people on this beautiful earth, nothing will be ok. Something inside of me tells me this over and over and over and over and over again. Not all the time though, just every once in a while. Than other times, I think what was i thinking?!?!
But anyway.
I was thinking... (of course)....about the question no one can answer. Here it is...:
Are we here out of Free Will or are we Destined to be here from the start.
I automatically think.. well, we must be here out of our own Free Will because its science. But, then again... We're governed by Physical Laws, such as brain activity before we actually do something.
Then we must be controled.? Destined? No one will ever know. There are too many things that contradict eachother.
I then think... well, we must be here Freely because we have the power to control life. We can take life and give it. I than think, well i can prove it by taking my own life. But before I do I realize that I might be destined to suicide. Its a question that been around for centuries!!! NO ONE can explain it without going into some religious non-sense that was written by MAN. So, none of it makes sense. It drives me insane.. I think, well, if my destiny is suicide, than whats the hold up?! It constantly throws my brain in circles and makes me want to die to find out. If we're here out of free will, than let me end my life, thats going to eventually end anyways. Whats left for me to experience? Whats left for me? Hurry up Im desparate.. I then think... in time it will pass....
Maybe its a "lack" in having faith in something. I guess people are satisfied as long as they make up a belief to keep them here. Think about it. Step outside the imaginary little box you call reality. Its lame....please....blah..