I swear, they should give warnings about the hazards of life. The problem is, your parents can't really ask you if you want to be conceived or not. Because, you're nothing. You're not even a fetus. You're an egg in one person and a sperm in another. You're nothing. You can't think, you can't feel, you're nothing. So, this causes a dilemma. You can't be asked whether or not you want life, your parents just have to have you and hope you like it. Am I making sense? I guess your parents have to raise you to appreciate life. Lordy what a task that is. Life isn't always a pretty picture and how it sucks to discover how tough it is. It really isn't tough for awhile though, your parents worry about the difficulties. Yet, at any rate, everyone wishes for an end to misery at some point. Most however (hopefully), aren't seen through. But everyone has something to live for: some aspect of life that makes all the shit in the fan worth it.
Believe it or not, there is a reason you're alive. Everyone's good at something, and everyone has some impact on the world. Whether your impact is minuscule or catastrophically large, you've had a purpose. Okay, enough of my motivational pep talks. They're bumming me out.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment