Like life itself

Worth?Is it worth all this effort and dedication to keep breathing?we have, indeed, calculated the balance of effort and reward What are we dealing with in this life? Is it really worth it?

Because life is not a walk on a field of daisies, this life, comfortable and unsatisfied, it’s still tough, steep terrain we’re trying to push through. We survive diseases and disasters; are witnesses, lucky ones, of massacres, wars and famine. We are surrounded by the worst that ever walked the earth, we share the territory with the corrupt, murderers, rapists; criminals without any empathy roam the spaces we leave around us. We, we who are still here, are immersed in conscious uncertainty, in the muddy reality of living in this chaotic and down-to-earth space of boulders.

For those who think about this for the first timeThe world doesn’t seem so dark. The light of goodness still holds the sparks of faith within, trouble and evil do not seem so troublesome and evil in comparison. But those who continue to think and intrigue about the quality of life understand the detail hidden in front of their eyes, which is that you cannot cover evil with a thick cloth of good, because even if it is not seen, the plague continues to infect, the bullets continue to come out, the deaths continue they continue to accumulate, hunger continues to kill.

under the curtain continues theft, kidnapping, rape, lying. And the answer seems further and further away, as if trying to distance itself from the inexorable progress of the human being, almost as if the two are contradictory. What will this world do that is not wild or virgin? Does it hide well only in the one to which I will be human Didn’t you raise your hands against him?

Are you a prisoner in what is not yet managed to mess with your selfishness?

The world, this emerald blue floating in the vacuum of an expanding universe, has become a cauldron, a pressure cooker on the verge of bursting. Hate is manifested everywhere, dogs of anger howl at the new moon. The glow of what was known as pure has already been dimmed by our own misandry practices. We like to share, we like to destroy, we are excited by pain, we can hardly bear it other people’s joy, we are sadists in disguise. Kindness has long since disappeared from our hands.

The hyper-connectedness of our society It awakened the most radical instincts and turned us into dehumanized machines, unbalanced desensitized to suffering, we evolved towards the most terrifying of all conclusions, antipathy and animosity towards equals.

AND it is that the theories that explain the reasons for life, the hypotheses about the reasons for our existence, have already been disproved. Those answers that have been repeated for centuries have not stood the test of time and the human need to win Faced with a harmless enemy, he ended up sealing the tomb, which seemed like the most tolerable solution. It’s over, the pillars of life have been demolished for those who wanted to have a reason to live.

We are exposed to the hideous and disgusting truth, we discovered the meaninglessness of consciousness, bland confirmation of our suspicions was revealed to us. Living is nonsense, staying alive is torture, because if nothing has a purpose, if we are here by chance, If we don’t have a real mission, a goal we are fighting for, why fight for life, if in the end everything is the same, everything is the same?