None of this shit matters. Really.
That's right. None of it. In the end, we are all at our end...on this world (if you believe in another).
What will my life mean? What will I have gone through all these nightmares for?
I really don't know. And that's the bitch, isn't it? You still have to live even while you are enlightened.
OK, well maybe it does matter how we live, what we live... but not in the sense that most of us think it does. The unenlightened ones. I go back and forth being part of this group. But for some reason, the answer always ends up resurfacing in front of my nose.
