Reality at its’ Peak.

 Do you ever feel completely and utterly useless? You hurt the ones you love with simple words that to you, mean absolutely nothing in the end. They’re merely letters put together that shouldn’t even technically exist, that can completely shatter hopes and dreams, or create something much bigger than you thought possible. But it’s so small in comparison to what we live in. But how big is it really. Everyone and Everything you know is born and created to ultimately die and decompose into nothing. And yes, although the atoms that we’ve come to know might still remain long afterwards, it won’t matter. Anything you know now could be nothing the next day. Days..nights...all things we’ve created to make ourselves feel bigger than we actually are. Because, we’re nothing. Nothing is anything and anything is absolutely nothing. And there’s nothing we can do about it because in the grand scheme of things, anything we say and do isn’t real.

The words we speak often mean so much, but people often only speak them in regards to another person's emotional state, and it isn’t that it’s necessarily wrong, it’s just a little weird, because why say something that lasts “forever” when it doesn’t have any sort of backing to fall back on. I suppose it’s an interesting thought, but really it just destroys any kind of trust you could have had when presented in full. You say you love someone for example. But it’s only for the sake of not hurting them because you know how fragile they are inside. The things you say, the things you do, don’t mean anything to you, but why? Anything you could put a name to isn’t real. It’s a simple mind game so to say. Because anything that has a name on it, was scientifically become, and ultimately means nothing. That pain, it isn’t real, it’s your mind telling you to feel it, because if you don’t have it, you’ll disconnect yourself from the rest of the world. Worlds…

I’d like to think it’s where creativity comes from. Because it seems the more you question something, the more it seems to bring out in you, the more it makes you think. The more...it makes you want to just not be alive to see everything happen. Watch everyone walk through it without a real care. Without really knowing how they came to be, and without trying to understand what’s really going on. And some people do try, some people really do try to understand that big question, where did we come from? But they’ll never really know. People fight, and people die, people grieve, and people cry. But looking at it for what it is, destroys the fun in it. No matter how much you try to tell someone it doesn’t matter, you won’t care in a week, they don’t listen, they get angry, because they have that power. But how they got that power is a completely separate thing. They sort of gave it to themselves as a prize in which there was contest, but there was no clear winner, so they deemed it appropriate to present themselves with it.