How do people deal with grief? Why are we all so keen to soldier on? What are we trying to achieve here? To what end? How do people accept grief? How do they process it? What if I dont want to accept it? What if I can't accept it? Why are we always trying to optimize every aspect of our existence? No I dont like your fucking green tea or granola breakfast. I dont want to do deep focus work sessions or try cold showers to build resistance. I want my breakfast to eventually kill me and my showers to be comfortable and warm so I can enjoy them while I still can.
I think living in the UK is getting to my head. When will us brown people ever find solace? Where do we eventually want to end up at? India, Dubai, UK, Amreeka, Chaand? Till when do we need to run? I certainly cant seem to outrun me.
Thats a weird thing to think, I tell myself as I google are organs removed when a person lies in state? Turns out they are not but they end up pumping the body with plastic or some chemical? I cant remember and I think that is the problem right there, all these half baked ideas and useless information.
Why cant we start over? Why cant I learn to move on? Am I being punished? Or is there no order at all? Are people who dont do evil things fearing that they will go to hell if they do better than the people who do good for the sake of it? Arent the people who dont believe in hell or heaven but still do good or don't give in to their base desires better people and even more worthy of heaven than the people who are only behaving themselves out of fear of being punished?
If it was allowed I would be a drunkard, why are people who dont think they are forbidden to drink not drunk all the time? How do people have such self control? Why do we keep on making saints out of people the instant they die but cant seem to stand them when they are alive?
What does any of it even mean?
