Its something I wrote a long time ago:
It is strange how at times even the soft touch of rain can feel like the burning sting of acid, how a shade of green can appear to be like some weird version of red and how the shining stars can make your world feel even darker than usual. That’s how life can be… for a man who is bitter enough. For him, life is simple: everything is fake in one sense or the other. In fact it comes as a painful realization that others can’t see what he can see, that maybe they are not capable enough to look beyond the boundaries of their everyday reflections. That maybe they are not gifted enough or perhaps willing enough to see how every single thing of an ordinary life is fake, self-made and entirely pointless! That every step they are taking just leads to another senseless step. Maybe they know that, maybe they realize it but whatever the case is, the end result is that they keep the wheel rotating and expect everyone to do the same. Faith, emotions, religion, relationships… everything becomes like pieces of shattered glass that can never be joined together, that never were.
Try existing behind even the darkest corner of your mind and you’ll see. You’ll realize the unrealistic nature of everything. You’ll become aware that you’re all alone in the true sense. No one wants to see that we just exist. That perhaps we’re the outcome of some sick joke of god. Everyone wants to hope, wants to believe, wants to find a higher purpose; everyone except a bitter man. For he knows what/who he is and that there is nothing noble in hoping or in believing. A bitter man is alone … prefers to be alone for there is hardly anyone who can see what he can see. This world is no place for a bitter man; he deserves better.
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I can't read this stuff.. its so intense.. and I am so happy with my life...
@abdullah
Good for you :)
The obvious answer would be "42"...
Everything is pointless if you think about it but the trick is to play along like a piece in a game and wait for the answer - if there is one. Bitterness, overanalysis, futility - whatever you call it - there're always moments where it seems as if there may be purpose.
Until then, until we all admit life is a joke, I guess it makes sense to make do and try recreate the good moments by numbing the brain and taking pleasure from the activities we've invented for ourselves...keep playing!
@SMZ:
I guess the key for happiness is to pretend that there is "a reason" and feign ignorance.
@ Uzair:
When you say the key for happiness is to pretend that there must be a 'reason' for it, your views here are in contradiction with your own statements in 'What God can be'
here you say one must pacify himself, thinking that there's a reason (for our own good in it ofcourse), whereas there you're saying "What if God is not Merciful or Just?, What if God is Evil?" .. A person having both these ideas in mind could never be happy :D
@hassan:
I did not say that a person should think of a reason to be happy. What I said was a person would have to "pretend" that there is a reason.
pretending that there is a 'reason' .. only that wouldn't be adequate for mental satisfaction which i guess is requisite .. how do you say it as the key for mental satisfaction?
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