What good does it a man to gain the whole world but to lose his soul?

We're living in tough times... We're living in active history.
This period in time will be forever taught in the history books, so it's understandable that a few elite would like to alter history.

That's why we see little to no mention of the fact that it was the soviets who liberated Autswitz, but yet we see people lying and claiming that it was the Soviet Union that invaded Ukraine and Nazi Germany.

People only care about themselves, people only care about the approval of others... All just to make them feel better about themselves.

Life's meaningless... Everything we think to be true is simply something refined through our senses, and that by our disorientation when confronted with an apparently meaningless world.... Where there is no right or wrong, and it can only be conceived through conventionalism and Preferentialist biological ethics.

We're literally just bags of meet on a piece of dust hurling through space on an orbit with the sun that's just 1 one out of billions, or perhaps INFINITE suns, and we are In a galaxy of just 1 of billions of other galaxies.

It's incredible to think about our insignificance, that's why people tend to over indulge in social relationships... To feel like they have a meaning, a purpose... Same thing applies with religion.

But as it stands, the harsh truth is better than the comforting lie.

And all we can be sure of is that which we are unsure of, and we can only act according to maxims whereby we will it to become universal and in doing so from conventional standards of ethics.

Sure, we have inherent ethics like: Don't kill each other otherwise the species won't survive, and from that extracted ethics that we have applied using our mind... Don't destroy nature because we are dependent upon its existence.

All of this is being trampled under foot by Capitalism, by oligarchy.


Sighs loudly

Why me? Every single day I have to suffer from a feeling inside that I can't identify, like a 16 ton chain strapped around my heart with a padlock as complicated as a maze of a billion ginnels.

(Ginnel is a word native to the Leeds region of the United Kingdom, it refers to a passage, a short cut, a small alleyway.)

I enjoy the feeling, yet I dislike not knowing what it is... Nobody understands, I understand only partly... It feels almost like divinity.

It's incredible, and it entails a pursuit in Science and Serious thought... It's impossible to escape from it.

It's like Love.