life is an endless loop of pain and despair. our suffering is eternal and we as humans were designed to perform the same, monotonous task of carrying on with life day after day after day. you think that you will make a difference in this world? you think that you matter? we as a human race are just machine humans with machine minds carrying out machine tasks to fuel the endlessly hungry machine called society. we were destined to continue the same tasks as the thousands of generations before us, and our ancestors will do the same thing; never straying from the desolate path that society has chosen. you think that you matter in this world again? we are just little bugs on a rock in a speck floating through an endless void. we serve no purpose. when we die people will forget about you. you are a nobody. will anybody remember you in 1000 years? no. so why does anyone try to loon at life as a ‘happy’ or ‘joyful’ thing. its not. you might as well just face your future. you are just the same as the billions of people who came before you. pathetic, creatures, who never will realize their own futile pursuit of finding the meaning of life. there is no meaning of life.