Thoughts of a Solemn Soul

Craving

Is this what it feels like to be alive and healthy of mind?

It's... surprisingly underwhelming.

Why is being good... so bland? This personal Utopia is unsatisfying.

Why even bother seeking an Utopia in the first place?

The dullness of supple amplitude in all things eradicates necessity. Without the need for anything, why even think? Why even be?

Dystopia brings with it hope and purpose. The fulfillment of duty. Dreams and aspirations.

Do we, as human beings, naturally seek discomfort in all things? Perhaps I'm generalizing my idealism...

Nevertheless, I stand true to my conviction. Humanity is not without chaos.