the5thletteroftheenglishalphabet:

when you think about it, why do we do anything? - Daniel Angeles

Seriously! It sometimes hurts my brain when I think about purposes; purposes for anything and everything, actions, existence, life, heat, gravity or whatever. I always end on the same thought. There is none, or at least none that our minds can comprehend. We just live to die and leave either a bank account, or debts to be paid for the next, and they don’t learn and do the same when its their turn to come, its inevitable. 
One day I hope to not believe this and either not care “Why?”, or find another answer that I can believe, or at least pretend to believe. But my mind does not behave itself. It fixates on what I don’t want to think about; death, war, hate, love, sickness, health, space, God, human nature, creation, obliteration……….