heyy!! see I m alivve, kinda cool huh?

— Ursula K. Le Guin

Well, Have you ever tried to hit your head with a glass bottle? Spoiler alert, It hurts bad, and also it takes a bit more force to break the bottle then you will probably estimate. Of course that depends on the quality of your glass bottle and also its surface area but it was the case for me at least. The task of waking up is in itself sufficient to fill me up with a tremendous amount of rage. I don't know how some people wake up at the first alarm, and start shouting "I am ready" as the first thing in their day. And be excited about working. Or even at times just breathing. And then you have these screwed things called 'sense organs' to show you every imperfection of the universe. If that wasn't enough, humans have brains. Generations of the use of these doomsday machines has led us to live in societies now. Democracy in many areas, Dictatorship in others and the latter with the sticker of the first in mine. After consuming a hate speech against the people of a particular community you decide to turn to your blood for a peaceful time. And what you get makes you turn away one more time. It's not just your surroundings that makes you burst out, but even more it is your own failures. Your incapability to complete the task you decided too. Procrastinating to watch a video on procrastination. Reaching out for temporary pleasure, just to once again face away from your duty. And your unskilled attitude towards your own nature. At the end of the day, for the desert, the thoughts of never being born at all bugs you. And you decide to take out this anger, be it in the form of hitting the same spot on your bedroom wall which is now already crippling in pain, just by seeing your sight or be it in the form of cursing bureaucrats after drinking a few bottles of lemon juice. What should one do then? The answer is surprisingly (going with the math) easy. The question only has two potential answers. "Life is a bitch and then you die" OR "Life is a bitch, but you still keep living." One of the two has to be the right choice. Now it's your will if you want to rest forever or dance with me for maybe better or may be worse.

Wubba Lubba dub-dub!

-connor

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- thoughts on the deathbed exrub1a

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