I admire the mind that questions.
Not the kind who sings along
And goes through life with the same song
That the majority of people do.
I admire the acceptance of negatives
But not the obsession of them.
For those who see no hope in life
Allow fear and sadness to stem.
I hate thinking too hard about things,
So I choose to just ignore them
And if our life on this earth is so pointless
What's the point of knowing them?
Religion uses reverse psychology
And when you question it there's guilt.
Then there's logic knocking on my brain
And there's so little I understand of nothing.
Is the universe really infinite?
If it is then what am I doing in it?
Why did my spot land on this dot
And am I significant at all?
I find peace in insignificance
Like my life shall be insignificant
Easily forgotten when the wind blows
And my ashes scatter and blend in dust.
People find comfort in different thoughts
That's why there's so many religions
And so many philosophies on life.
Because people need certainty.
Certainty of some gods and goddesses
Certainty of atoms and protons
Assured in science or religion
Assured in the certainty of uncertainty.
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PoésieThis contains the random thoughts of a college student. Brace yourselves for depressing weirdness.