Life has many meanings. To some it may be a path to follow; to others it may be to be an adventure. There are the few crazies who devote themselves to absolutely nothing and live in the middle of nowhere. Then there are the rest of us, who live in the middle of the city who ruined the natural Earth.
We are animals. We pollute the Earth with “inventions” such as cars and factories. We don’t do anything to clean it up but instead wait till we’re near death before these new inventions come out. Come on, what is the point in making new stuff when you already ruined the Earth. We wait thousands of years before we go like, “Oh no! We polluted the Earth!” Like really now? We could of stop making so much of these horrible inventions. Even though I am saying this, I enjoy driving. I am a hypocrite.
You know who is respectable? The Indians or whoever the rest of the tribes are. They live in the forest, dress with leaves to cover their sexy parts, and don’t invent anything that ruins the world. They are not fat like us because they do not stuff themselves with excess meat by killing unnecessarily. Man why are we so fat? Stupid McDonalds and the stupid creepy clown that keeps telling us to eat a Big Mac.
But for real, I believe that we do not have a meaning in life. After one hundred years, no one will remember us. We are all nobody but beings that occupy the Earth long enough so that more people could occupy the Earth.
That seems pretty pessimistic Jacky... However what you say has some truth in it. Maybe its through those innovations that we create that we find purpose. You think Thomas Eddison had no meaning in life even though its through his efforts that we have almost every electrical appliance you can think of?
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