How is it that we as human beings carry on in this world? Despite knowledge of all the others, individuals no less deserving than we, hindered by circumstances out of their control, we carry on. We cast aside our guilt, empathy, and selflessness to fulfill our one greatest, undeniable need for survival.
But without such things, what is left of life?
To exempt everything important in life for life itself— what, then, do we live for?
Of all the things human beings strive for, only survival is encoded directly into our subconscious. It is the basis of our DNA— every aspect of our existence revolves around it. The pain we feel is only in our minds, instilled by nature to encourage the avoidance of death. The pleasure we seek is only an extension of life in our eyes.
Everything we feel is only in our minds.
Everything we do, we do because we feel.
And thus, we are all, in the end, nothing.
Nothing but figments of our own imaginations.
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