Puppets of the Meaningless Life

It is just all complex, isn’t it? I do not even know what is going on today, I cannot feel myself. Everything just feels weird; like I am here but actually, am I? The point of life is something I cannot find, something I cannot bare to find. Misery, pain, blood, cold. That is just how it is and I do not like it. But sometimes we just have to accept the fact, right?

I do not know when will I achieve things truly. I do things, I work on them a lot and then what? They just give me a new task, and a new one, and a new one too, and a new one again. The cycle I am in right now is some mess that I cannot explain with words.

Sometimes things just does not make sense to me. I saw it, I really did with my bare eyes; the world is much better without us. There is not any ocean, crying in pain, saying “Save me, save me from this torture!” or there is not any trees crawling, moaning in suffer, saying “Please, I beg to you; please just give my world, give me my leaves back, I don’t want to die, not yet…” while it’s branches break more and more everyday. If we just make the world worse, then why do we even exist in the first place?

The purpose is a reason to live, it is a fact that we need to stay alive and put our hands to dust while trying to survive. But the problem is we, humans, do not have a purpose to live anymore. No one is attempting to dig themselves in the mud, no one is holding the knifes that are given to them correctly and try to achieve some cause. And as much as I hate to say is; this is the meaning of our lives, this is the purpose we are living for.

Humans are just some puppets, I guess. We are just some toys that go around and have some fun like nothing is happening, like the world is destroying itself more everyday. Our purpose is just to sit down and accept this horrible faith of ours, and than to just wait. Wait until something happens. Wait until something occurs, but that something is the worst thing that can ever blow up.

Life is meant to be like this. Even the ones that actually try to do something eventually ends up being digged up in an enormous hole. The others just take them down because they cannot stand people that are better than them. There is not a meaning anymore, even if a meaning ‘exists’, people just make it ‘existed’. The plans, the future, they are all lies. Lies that are sneaky enough to fool us, to fool stupid humans like us.

It is all a lie.

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