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Here I am, sitting in front of my computer with a seriously painful headache wondering, as many do, Why?
Why are we here? What purpose do we serve? Do we even have a purpose? What is the point in life?
Why do we people work so hard, from the moment we start life, until the very second in which we finish it. We all know that one day we will die; although a few optimistic people hope that by the time that their turn comes around, humans will have found a way to stop death.
But when we think about that subject, stopping death, do we really believe that we should invent a cure? Can death really be defined as something that needs a cure? Death is a natural part of life; without death, what would life be? Just as with happiness, what is happiness without sadness? What is good without bad? If we lived forever, would we ever do anything with our lives? Besides the fact that if no one died, our population would grow by enormous proportions and we would quickly outlive our natural resources like food, water and trees etc.
Our generation is so busy, working non-stop, always on the move, always on computers or on telephones - do we ever stop? will we ever stop? We will run ourselves into the ground, into early and painful deaths.
But of course some people want that. That is what suicide is. Suicide is known as the cowards way out. The shortcut out of life. But can we really blame anyone who chooses to kill themselves? Life is hard. Life is really hard, and painful, and cruel and the only way that we can recognise the good moments is becasue we have to live and trudge on through the bad ones first. I read once a quote by Chuck Palahniuk:
“If death meant just leaving the stage long enough to change costume and come back as a new character...Would you slow down? Or speed up?”
One good answer to that would be that you would slow down and savour each character as they are, take in as much of them as you can before moving on - like, for example, at a theme-park: whenever I go to a theme-park, I go on each ride, with a small break in between each, so that I can properly experience each ride and embrace each exciting moment, reliving it over and over again until I'm ready for another one, another adventure.
To be honest though, sometimes I think about speeding up, just to get over a bad experience. Sometimes a ride is just awful and you want to erase it from your mind with a new and better, more exciting ride.
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And now that that surprisingly depressing thought is written down, I feel far more relaxed... thanks for reading if you did, and -again- sorry if you did :)
llamaday xx
(and my head still hurts =.=)