There are certain things humans cannot comprehend, our mind thinks to a certain limit.
As we think about what is real and fake and what is right and wrong, we always ask why in the
end. Why did this happen? Why am I doing this? Why is this here? Why am I alive? Why can't
we do certain things? Nothing is bad nor good, we just make things seem bad. "Bad" is just a
word. Actually, just a sound meaning something that is not good. Everything we think that is bad
is just something we make seem that is bad. This morbid mind that we are all trapped in is just
an illusion that everyone falls for. We are not "sad" we are just in low moods with aggression. No
one is safe from this aggression, after all we are victims to it. Music is just sounds put together
to create rhythm that we like.
Behind our eyelids we see black, making us think that this is just an illusion we are in.
This life is fake, or is it? We can only see at such a limited field of view. The shadows we see in
the corner of our magnificent eyes are all just a part of this illusion. Everyone says that they
would love to die to get away from the low mood of aggression. As you see through the glass of
your eyes, you see nothing. Close your eyes and you see black, open your eyes and you see
colors. Stare into the air and you see absolutely nothing. Killing the mind, it's tragic. Killing what
makes us, well, us. It's so overwhelming to see everything around you, so many colors and
streaks and dashes of dark red. Seeing the moving figures around you in an enclosed space is
Driving and drowning in a lake is scary. Yet people decide to die by doing that.
Committing suicide is scary, yet people do it. People go to many lengths just to get what they
want. Ending everything and going to a dark black void of nothing. It's nothing, absolutely
nothing, just like the back of your eyelids.
Seeing our hands and questioning how we control them, how the nerves do these
things. Look at your hands and honestly think, "how am I in control?". It's "science" people say,
but what if it's more than that? Anything is "possible".
I wonder how animals see the world. How it's changed so much yet changed so little in a
few places. Dogs cannot see color as well as us, we must be grateful. Able to see so many
We work to get money and use money to get things we need. Can't the world stop using
money? It is just paper. Why can't we just help each other out like the wolves of the wild. We all
have the same minds and same organs. No one is different. No one should be treated less
because of one's differences. Some may think they are higher, yet they are not. In reality, we
are all the same. This is no game, we do not have ranks, we are all the ignorant human beings
we are. All of us have put this planet into shame. We are the invasive species.
With no money we could process, it is worthless