We think the world revolves around us, but if we really took a long, hard look around our egocentric mental state, we’d see that the world doesn’t give a damn about us. If we were to all fall off the earth, what would it mean to it? It doesn’t matter if we live or die. Our empty lives do nothing for the future, so why do we force ourselves to continue living in this lost existence? Do we have some sort of sick need to suffer? Or is it that we really believe that we are needed? Is that how truly conceited we are? |
