A Modern Diogenes


To understand the point of life and existence, I think, is to shelter yourself from true reality and live a movie. You know what I'm talking about: that typical Hollywood bull♥♥♥♥. Have some hard times, but it always turns out well in the end with the girl of your dreams in your arms.

Hahaha. Yeah, good luck with that.

There is no silver lining, folks. There is no moral to the story. We're a bunch of drugged-up slaves trying to find hope in a world that is devoid of it. Don't believe me?

What did you do today? Sit around and do nothing? Go work in an office that keeps the temperature four degrees too cold? Well, to be honest, I don't give a ♥♥♥♥. Whatever you did wasn't meaningful. Whatever you did didn't serve any purpose other than to ensure you can live your hollowed life for one more day. Oh, you got paid? Big ♥♥♥♥ing whoop. Just more money to spend on your pointless ♥♥♥♥.

Oh, don't bother looking for God or anything like that. Does God exist? Which religion is right? Answer: none of them. There is no God. There is no higher purpose to life. I'm not saying I'm right in this assumption (though I believe I am), but lets be real, folks. If there is a deity out there, it's pretty clear that he stopped caring about our greedy, worthless lives around the same time he brought this universe into existence. I'm pretty sure we've run this whole “life” and “society” thing into the ground, and God is laughing at our pitiful attempts of restoring it.

But hey, whatever floats your boat. If believing in God or Buddha or constantly trying to disprove their existence is what gets you through the day, so be it. But it isn't just this we worry ourselves over. Oh, no, no, no. Lets get into politics! ♥♥♥♥ing wonderful. What could possible be more entertaining and breathtaking than bickering about money and war and laws and rules? I can't think of anything more unnatural than man-made laws. I don't see animals obeying human laws. I don't see the weather stopping to say, “Oh, I'm sorry, you had a town here? Well, I guess I'll just move this here tornado over to some unpopulated place. Yeah, I'll do my testing there.”

You know, I once had a friend... well, ex-friend, tell me that I should stop being so ♥♥♥♥ing depressed and cynical. He said, “You know, Adam, you just put too much thought into everything. Why can't you just enjoy life? Maybe grab a beer and watch a football game.”

That ended well. Meaning, my friend with a black eye, and myself with an assault for battery. I think punching someone in the face really gets the message across. I don't like what you're saying to me, I don't like that you're judging me, so here's my fist against your jaw. But, we get back to these “you can't do that!” laws, and now I've got to pay for his ♥♥♥♥ing hospital bill.

Which, is ridiculous, I might add. What kind of world do we live? I can buy a gun and ammunition and literally murder a hundred people, yet to go in for crucial surgery you have to cough up a lot more money. Isn't there something seriously wrong with a society in which it costs less money to ruin a hundred lives than to save one?

Going back to my friend, his comment is what got to me. Get a beer. Watch the game. Why? Is having a beer supposed to make me happy? Maybe he doesn't realize that I'm not a consumerist whore like he is. Like I said, we go to work to make money, and for what? To buy pointless ♥♥♥♥. I don't even know why I bothered trying to change their views. They saw their phones and food and movie tickets and vacations as “necessities”, that they couldn't live without.

But I feel like this has been too much of a ramble. Besides, if I wait for too long, someone might come in and try to stop me. Not that it would be the first time. I've been walked in on about six times. But not this time! I made sure that my parents wouldn't be home, and my brother is off with his friends. Probably getting drunk or something. In fact, my parents probably are too. Ah, how wonderful it must be to live in ignorant bliss.

Well, hopefully the noose is tight enough this time.