
There is absolutely no way that any amount of preparation could have prepared me for how absolutely insane life is. It’s not even a matter of being educated about things in the world anymore. I wish we had an institution to teach us about the kinds of things I find myself questioning every second of everyday, but unfortunately, we don’t, and the kind of people I need to find to help answer my questions, don’t seem to exist anywhere in the world around me. So here I am, stuck, floating around aimlessly, in a world I don’t understand, surrounded by people I don’t understand, in situations my mind cannot comprehend, so where the fuck am I meant to turn for clarity and guidance?
Sure, I could turn to religion, wouldn’t that be amazing. I could put all my faith into an unseen and unheard entity and believe so wholly in my own faith that it would guide me through the rest of my life, blind to anything other than what I believe myself. No more questions, no more soul searching, no identity crisis, nothing. I just have undying love for my creator, for my saviour, for christ, and with this belief, my life goes on and I feel fulfilled and content that this life is all there is, I don’t need to be a better person, I don’t need to question why bad things happen, I just understand that they do because my god commands it so, and every night I put my weary head to rest with dreams of pearly gates and a life amongst the clouds.
(I am in no way against anyone choosing to live life using religion to help them understand it, if anything, I am envious. Genuinely)
My other options include, lets see, I could be a complete Atheist and just not give a fuck why we are here, or how we exist, everything just happens because it does. People are just people, good or bad, it doesn’t matter. Nothing happens for a reason, and we all just die. There’s no point in bettering yourself or anyone because hey, what’s the point right?
Instead of this though, I’m left questioning, well, absolutely fucking everything. Literally everything. My thoughts go to places words don’t even exist to describe so how the hell am I computing that through my brain? Why does success come easy for some people and for others they only have a life of struggle. Why do we meet some people? What lesson was learnt in that instance. We’re told we control our own lives but nobody believes it enough to put it into use. However, absolute fucking useless human beings like Donald Trump make it to an electoral candidate, and hey Americans, you’re basically looking at your new president.
Now life is hard enough to understand if you’re someone who can’t stop questioning it. Add drugs into that mix and you’re life is basically becoming some ridiculous version of a Hunter S Thompson novel and everything you once thought you knew is a complete lie and in your early 20’s you start reconfiguring your brain to understand this WHOLE NEW life you have spent the last few years absorbing. Then you have a time where you ONLY meet people like you, people who tell you that using drugs as a tool to enhance spirituality is exactly what you should be doing. Look around the world now, see how it’s going to help you ascend quicker. I always thought that the goal was to be a great person in this life and be rewarded with a great life the next time around, except now I realise, that the most terrifying thing is not actually dying, it’s having to come back and relive this world, again, and again in a constant loop. It feels absolutely awful to wake up everyday and not want to be here. Not because you’re suicidal. Your life is amazing, you love everyone around you, you love your family, your friends, your partner, you love watching sunrises and sunsets and trees are so fucking beautiful you could cry whenever you see a street lined with them, but.
It’s never enough. The harsh reality of the world still crashes around you every single day. Every day something else happens that is awful and all the world does is hurt your heart. You try to make small changes to yourself. You focus on sexism, and racism, and homophobia, and wherever you can you try to educate those around you. You turn to going vegetarian or vegan because deep down you know its the right thing to do and you’re met with hostile comments and just plain stupidity that you almost can’t see the point in doing anything good so you may as well go work for a giant company that’s running this world on Capitalism anyway, you may as well be slaughtering the animals and delivering their cut up bodies to supermarkets that exist to fund a world run by a government that does absolutely nothing for the people but spread racism and fear.
The world is so far gone that there is absolutely no quick fix. Realistically the only way I can see myself living in an environment that makes me happy is running away to an eco-farm and living in a commune. HOWEVER I can still 100% admit that at this stage in my life I am still pathetically drawn to this amazing world we do have around us and I’m not ready to admit defeat and let the evils of this world win while I go hide in my own comforts.
The hardest part about anything in life is thinking that you have nobody to relate to, and if even me, who is on the verge of a psychotic breakdown, have people who completely relate to me, and understand my questions about life, then you will have people who understand you to. So don’t stop asking questions, don’t stop fighting for causes you believe in, keep learning, read, watch documentaries, question things you don’t understand because right now we all have so much power to change the world. We don’t have to be victims to our governments nor do we have to be victims to the media.
My brain is in scrambles right now
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