Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Purpose
How truly foolish.

What is there to gain from this unproductive battle? our worthless prattle? droning on an on.

What is life without purpose? It is life.

Nothing here. Nothing worth remembering. No one worth saving, especially yourself.

So what is there? Joy? Such a fleeting emotion. Emotion is but a hormone surge. So what is left?

There is no answer. All things are finite. It never stays. All die, especially the ones you hold dear.

So what about me? or you? Who will cry at your wake? How long will they mourn? What could they possibly miss? What memories will you leave to comfort them?

I can answer all of these for myself quite simply: no one, no time, no memory, I have left nothing here. Those who have touched me, feel a cold glass window. No heat to gain, only to take what is offered.

It's funny, even ironic! How is it that I should create this alias for someone who never gave me the time of day. A person that I may have considered a 'best friend' should I have known what that meant. Someone who complained on and on about their problems but never gave a thought to mine. I never said a thing. I never shared. It didn't matter if they didn't care. Why share if all they hear is silence? What consolation is there? What comfort? Superficial. All of it.

Does anyone else feel this way or am I the only one who looks at the headless butterflies fluttering uselessly about. They laugh and cry but don't look deeper. They're happy. Or so I suspect. Or do they suffer like I? Do they wear as undistinguished and well crafted mask as I? Do they cry to sleep but laugh in human presence? Or are they are they really appear: happy and naive. Content with the simple things and never thinking nor caring about deep intellect. Worried about going somewhere or seeing someone and not about their impact and worth.

I'll leave you with this, since I know no one will read this and no one will care as I have left nothing here. I know this because you only read this when you are bored or with the simple hope that I might return the favor and see what you have written (superficial):

Ignorant Bliss or Intellectual Hell?
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