Atheist Philosophy.

I sometimes wonder sometimes like - what is the point of this all? You know how we are surrounded by all of this social media and advertising that tells us that happiness is a choice. A choice. Magically, we will always find fault in our lives and the situation that surrounds us dictates that there is always something to be unhappy about. That we need to see the bigger picture in order for minutia to be brushed over. This of course begs the conclusion that we know that things will always be shit. That we know that we have to let certain things go in order to follow through with our decision to be 'happy'. 

We have to make a conscious effort to be happy despite knowing better - and does that mean that our lives are essentially a pointless collection of 'making the most of it', 'taking it on the chin', 'stiff upper lip', 'find the silver lining' moments where despite knowing that it is all for nothing and that in the end we will die just as miserably as we have lived - we 'choose' to soldier on. Sometimes I just don't want to partake in this sick game that the universe is playing. Make the most of it and then you die as if you never lived.

The sick reality of this world without a god is that there is absolutely no point to our existence. What. So. Ever. Whatever motivation in this world we choose to subscribe to is pointless in the end. We can amass wealth, start a family, have the most happy relationship, build an empire - for what conceivable purpose? To have the comfort of knowing that once we die, we will be remembered? How illogical - to provide comfort to oneself while one is alive that once one is dead, one will still be remembered, but one won't find any comfort in this fact truly since once one is dead - one is dead. We won't know any better - we won't be comforted by anything - we won't even have to be worried about being comforted or not, because we won't be here. 

All of it comes to nothing. Once you die. It's lights out. I mean - that's it. If you don't believe in an afterlife, life after death in a religious sense then why the fuck are we here trying out best, working to pay the rent if we could die right now and it would be no more or less significant than if we waited 40 years. 

If a bully in real life was forcing you to do something so that in the end, they could play a prank on you *BAZINGA* - YOU wouldn't partake in the game to begin with. No one wants to be made fun of, but what is life other than one big prank? The punchline: And then you die and it was all for nothing. 

It's a sick, SICK game. I don't want to play.

Peace & Love

Xo Xo