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Sunday, September 5, 2004


pots and pans are indestructable
what's the point? we all have our ups, and we all have our downs. but in the end, isn't there more dissapointment than happiness. is there a point to this meaningless cycle. were we put here to destroy everything, and then die? what's the point in that? isn't this some fake reality. but if this is the fake reality, where's the real one? is there a real one? is anything real? and if everything is considered and defined as fake.....then what are we comparing it to in the end?
is this some sickening idea of torture? while once in our lives, we might find something that will make us truly happy, but in the end it will be ripped from us. so why do we set ourselves up for this heart ache? why do we insist on it? why do we attach ourselves to something that will soon be no more?
is the answer just to "live every moment to its fullest"? how full could that moment be? once u live that moment...it will be forgotten. it will not matter anymore. people will forget it, you will forget it. it will be as if it had never happened. and that one thing that u thought would truly matter, ends up not meaning anything. so what of everything that never really mattered?
u can make a place for urself in textbooks. but will anyone ever think as u as more than just some person who invented this, discovered this, or saved this? will the children who read these books ever care about u? noone will truly remember u. sure, if u became famous they might realize that u were infact a real person who was alive.....but what does that matter in the end?

just a thought. i was bored. i can get very confusing and philisophical when i'm bored.

next week: How Big Is The Universe?

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