i find it hard to grasp what we humans are clinging on to. is it money? is it feelings? is it power? cos in my mind, every thing's going to come to an end someday somehow somewhere. for what are we wasting our energy trying to satisfy our urges, fufilling our dreams if they're going to end someday?

if there was a no.2 event i'm looking forward to, that is war. something that we all humans will use to cling onto to fight for, our money, our feeelings, our power, our existence for one last time. and at the end, we all die. which puts an ultimate end to all these pointless clinging on-to. whats the point you fight so hard for something, yet will ultimately be taken away from you. we're all born without a purpose if you've realised and seen things from a different perspective, my current perspective. (if you're protesting/ unable to catch me, all the more you should kill yourself)

so much for the will to live, the will to survive. all for what? everything's gonna end someday. why love? why material? why power? pointless. i feeling fucking self-enlightened. call me stubborn, call me foolish, i currently find my new insight very logical.