Monologue 2

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Sometimes I forget humanity is a real thing. I was thinking not that long ago about how animals and humans are the same, I guess that's something i never thought of. Just to think about it, if you leave a baby unattended it will die of starvation, just like a pup or kitten.

I also question why the hell we were made, or even how we were made. Now i know god doesn't exist so how the hell did we get here!? That's a question i think about daily. It's fun to watch people squirm around trying to figure out their faith when all i see is some sadly told fairytales.

Now i'm not a hater but i just don't understand the idiocy some people can have. To believe in a man so much. Or to even care enough to actually fall to their own standards of what humanity should be like, and force it on everyone else.

Stereotypes included. They always told me i was one of them and they told me it was true. But how can it be true if i'm not like them? My point is that there is no such thing as stereotypes, or in that case there is no thing as 'normal' either.

It might be weird or even crazy to say, but there is no point in a 'normal' human experience at all.

You're in a cycle.

You wake up, go to school/work

Come home, be lazy, shower

Sleep.

Then you do it all again.

The only reason we do it though is to try and make a change. But that is idiotic. The only thing you do is make a small change and die in your own self satisfaction, knowing deep down you did nothing of importance, and no one you'll ever know will care about you, even when you're dead. Humans are selfish.

We're in a cycle.

End it.

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 03 ⏰

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