Life is not life if not being as cruel and as uncertain and as chaotic.
To me is more like a massive, trivial and bloated combination of all the things instead of just one thing.
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There was a friend asking me this once: If there's a book that you'll find completely useless when and only when after reading through every single character of it, then will you still read it?
Guess life must be some form of book like that. It's a dilemma.
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Life is weird.
A novel or a movie needs logic, common-senses, settings, main-idea and plot developments.
Reality needs not.
All the strange items pop up and the only thing left for me is to accept them.
I view life as being an unnecessary and terrible concept, it serves no purpose. But yes I do believe that many people basically die while they are still here existing.
No offense but you seem to be particularly active on this site. Wondering if there'd be a story behind this...