Crying for Society.
No fundamental reasons.
What is life, but the pursuit of happiness
What is happiness
if not beauty
Who doesn't think?
Why do we do?
Who knows what?
Realising there is no meaning, we grasp at what feels right;
Nothing would be worth it, if there was nothing to give it value.
So there must be reason.
One day, I woke up.
This was not something I had done before, so I was kind of surprised.
But really, my mind started in confusion
I come from confusion.
I live in confusion.
What is confusion?
It's all too confusing for me.
, transient sensual gratification
Things to live for
Or do we live because to live
You need to want not to die?
Reason, reason, reason.
What is anything without reason?
(It is what it is. I am what I am.
In an infinity of universes, there would be one somewhere that would
Just so happen
To turn up dream after dream of the future
To let us hear what will happen
To happen just so
In one universe, a man might make a fortune by betting half of his money again and again on the toss of a random coin.
Each time, he would stand a fifty/fifty chance of losing.
What would that man think?
There is a God. There is a God and he loves me.
But there would be no god.
He will probably lose a fortune in the next two tosses of the coin.
But an infinite universe.
One man would toss the coin, again and again.
Become a millionaire, a billionaire.
He would know that
There Is A God
Not an infinite universe now, but a big one.
A very big one.
One tiny part of it, and consciousnesses emerge.
Why are we here?
These things happen.