What the hell are we ?

What the hell are we ?
Humans, I guess. But spiritually who are we ? Why do we live ?
Why the hell does “life” feel so…
BLAND
I hate it.

What even is its meaning ?
According to Meriam-Webster,it is the condition that distinguishes
animals and plants from inorganic matter, including the capacity
for growth, reproduction, functional activity, and continual change preceding death.

This just feels even blander. Life cannot be defined, we don’t even know it (well I don’t and if
you do, great nobody cares). It is sooo repetitive. all day everyday the same routine, the same
people.. THE SAME LIFE.

Worst of all, WE ARE ALL GOING TO DIE. NO EXCEPTIONS.
Everything we do, everything we make doesn’t count for shit.
Steve Jobs will probably be forgotten in over 50 years, so what about us ?
Most of us will be forgotten even before our death. When we’ll be old, moist and useless.
We won’t even exist. We’ll be in a prison, I mean retirement house…

So what is the point of living ?

Nobody cares about us, we only care about ourselves. We are all narcissists.
We live in such a world where everything should be centered in ourselves, not the others.

Why the hell am I writing such things, is it even necessary ?
And you, the reader. Why the hell are you still reading ?
You are wasting your time. Time is precious you know ?
Each seconds that passes won’t ever pass again.
You are not able to bring it back, and when you try to get
it back. Guess what ? another second disapeared, then a minute
and an hour and then WOUPS, A WHOLE YEAR SLIPPED.

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24 thoughts on “What the hell are we ?

  1. lolostrong says:

    And yet there are sunsets and waves and babies and butterflies and music and writers asking why. All orchestrated into a life where there is purpose and beauty and love….but, you have to search and try to find it. SEEK JOY, love and live.

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  2. Jordan Coleman says:

    Though provoking post. To answer your question though, spiritually who are we, to me, one of the main points in life is learning how to love others like Jesus loved others. Going on that journey is not bland at all, it’s more like an exciting adventure

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    • lowsign says:

      It might be but it takes time to learn how to love others, it can even take a life time. While learning such things, the process might be boring and repetitive (kind of like school). In the end though, the results will be worth it all

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  3. helentastic67 says:

    How dare you use that word! Moist………..shudder. Interesting perspective. I think it’s not about the big things in life. It’s the little changes we make that make life worth living. And hopefully the bigger things are not so difficult. Cheers,H

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  4. dennis wheeler says:

    Thanks for your like. Life is somewhat driven by the repetitive nature of sunrise sunset but is only boring because one does not pay attention to the lessons written in it daily. I see all the people whose lives u have touched enough for commentary. You have and I hope always will have an impact on the least anticipated in your expanding circle. Someone u touch personally will dramatically change the life of someone u will never meet who will in turn influence something u write in 2 years. Far from being routine life is. Life is a living breathing and action filled existence. You are in a pool of teachers who are here to touch the lives of all those that life weaves into their lives for a reason beyond our comprehension. Write on lowsign and stop tomorrow morning and seek out all that is different from today. It is being done that way just for you.

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