Thinking about the meaning of life.
Does anyone anymore?
How we live, why we live, why we're here.
Does it matter?
Why is it that people care so much about rank? How we're always being placed so that we are like everyone else.
Everyone is the same. People live their lives as a cycle. But no ones ever broken the cycle! No one cares. Are the things that we think are inappropriate, are they really? What makes them like that? It's like a law. People have to abide by them, but the government doesn't give a good reason. We're on this planet once, twice, three times if you believe in re-carnation. But no one does anything with their lives. Nothing is an adventure. People look back, and they see explorers finding new lands, killing, pillaging, and we take it as something totally awful. But they didn't know better. Is doing something like that all that bad? I mean think about it. It sounds totally awful, but how we've been raised and shown, we are taught that it's all bad. But what's so bad about it? We've been sucked into thinking that things are bad and good. But there's no reason. No meaning.