Drivel

As the days are passing by and i’m getting older and not necessarily wiser, i’m becoming more and more convinced that i was born with a purpose to find a purpose that would make my life a bit more fruitful than originally intended because if i don’t believe in such utter nonsense, there is not much to look forward to in this embarrassingly stupid world of ours where humans assume that nothing would function without them and the planet needs to be saved by us while conveniently overlooking that we are the ones who are in danger of committing mass suicide that will set the clock back on all our collective worldly accomplishments that force us to believe in our superiority on things that don’t know how to escape us—be it the pigs or the cows or the poultry or the thousands of other beings that we’ve enslaved for our selfish sustenance—who, in all honesty, can’t wait for us to get rid of ourselves by doing something remarkably foolish like we were supposed to, in 2012, according to the Mayans.

Sad, isn't it?