Early this morning while sipping my coffee it came to me. We call humans an evolved species, we call ourselves superior to everyother race on this planet.
We're wrong.
We have de-evolved. We thrust unto upon ourselves a world which there is no need to live in, setting unattainable standards for ourselves which we really don't need to reach. We suffer and endure pain which no other breathing animal has to go through. All because we have a concious mind.
It is what cripples us. We prolong our life and find new ways to "cheat nature" in order to live longer, but we are really cheating ourselves. Had science not existed, I never would have been born. I would have died suffocated in my mother's womb, and perhaps as I see things now it would be better.
What is love indeed? In the animal world there is no love. Animals have sex for the sole reason of procreation, and that's where it ends. No extra baggage is thrust upon us in the form of overwhelming emotions. Love is only a handicap that we create in order to justfiy and rationalise the stimulus of sex. Perhaps I may say this because I'm jaded, butif we think about it that's what it is.
We live in a world that we have artificially created with tools we have no real need of. We have to get degrees, have a good career, have money. All these are hurdles WE have created, all these are obstacles we have set for ourselves. Why is it that humans have to make life so unnecessarily difficult? Why can't we just spread our wings and fly carefree, like the birds that soar the skies living in the present? We spend so much time worrying about tomorrow, that we miss what's right in front of us.
In essence humanity is drowning, weighed down by its own dead weights. We tie a boulder to our feet and willingly throw ourselves in the sea, and even though we can untie it at any time, we choose to swim through life as we struggle to breathe and keep afloat.
And sometimes, the weight that we set upon us is so heavy, that we drown.
And we never reappear again.