Why life is bullshit

[sweetkissesforu]

You are right. I cannot argue with you. I just wanted to get it off my chest. I suppose there's a little part of me that wants to see if anyone can say something that really strikes a chord with me. I want to see what people have to say.

The only time I feel happiness is when I think about the FACT humans will one day witness their own destruction. They will literally witness their own extinction. This entire solar system won't exist, one day. How can anyone give a damn about anything? There is no meaning to life. We exist purely out of chance.

Why does not anyone or yourself get some serious HELP!!!!!!!: when all you feel is such negative toward life so so sad

[Anturo]

I agree. I call Troll.

However if not a troll then there is nothing anyone here can say to him to make him believe otherwise.

He is just a coward.

To scared to do anything about it either good or bad.

I'm not telling him to kill himself, I am telling him to do something.

But even doing nothing is doing something. Every second there is a choice, why? I don't know. But I'm glad I have it.

[steviej]

Troll or not, the person has a point and i'm sure there are people with similar(ish) viewpoints.

You are looking towards the distant future when you and your family are dead and you don't want to make good memories because you can't take them with you?
So what!
Enjoy yourself, don't worry about things you can't change and concentrate on the things you can - like motivating yourself to do more and increase your self worth.

[NearlyThere]

People like you really piss me off, you hate life but you dont do anything about it, you make your own life the way it is. If you dont like it then change it.

Life doesn't mean anything. I hate that I'm alive. I don't care about anything. That's the way I've always been. I don't believe anything means anything.

your a very disturbed individual. id rather you didn't kill yourself, but if your going to, do that over killing someone else whos loving life.

....plus Penderecki's music is shit. do it to Spice Girl - wannabe

If I'm going to kill anyone, it will be my mother.

And you say Penderecki is shit as if it's a fact. That's your opinion. Penderecki's music strikes a nerve with me. Maybe you just don't understand it.

Why does not anyone or yourself get some serious HELP!!!!!!!: when all you feel is such negative toward life so so sad

If I'm not a suicide waiting to happen, there is no such thing. If by help you mean therapy, forget it. I explain exactly why I want to kill myself to my mother all the time. I would NEVER bring children into this world. That would mean I would never have a family. No family, no career. In my mind, I would have a career mainly to support my family.

I agree. I call Troll.

However if not a troll then there is nothing anyone here can say to him to make him believe otherwise.

He is just a coward.

To scared to do anything about it either good or bad.

I'm not telling him to kill himself, I am telling him to do something.

But even doing nothing is doing something. Every second there is a choice, why? I don't know. But I'm glad I have it.

Well you're wrong. I'm not a troll.

And I'm not a coward. I could do something. I just don't see the point. None of this means anything. I'm not scared of living. I just don't believe memories are eternal... so what's the point in experiencing? I believe after death, is nothing... so whatever happened in life is completely & utterly meaningless, no matter how wonderful that experience was.

Troll or not, the person has a point and i'm sure there are people with similar(ish) viewpoints.

You are looking towards the distant future when you and your family are dead and you don't want to make good memories because you can't take them with you?
So what!
Enjoy yourself, don't worry about things you can't change and concentrate on the things you can - like motivating yourself to do more and increase your self worth.

It's not the distant future. I do not care about my family. I've never had a close relationship with any of them, or anyone for that matter. I don't want to come across as the 'boo hoo my family never loved me' type, because that's not my intention. I'm just saying, my family & me, never had a connection. They mean nothing to me. I haven't spoken to my Father in 3 years.

So what? Well if everything ends after death... none of this means anything. I will be met with exactly the same outcome, as a person who climbed Everest.

And to the person who gave me negative rep, and called me a moron... did I scare you? Does the fact this planet won't exist one day terrify you? Does it anger you that I pointed this out, and there's nothing you can do to stop it? Does it upset you that we are merely an extremely complex form of bacteria?

[doppelgaenger]

It means nothing. We are overgrown bacteria. That is all we are. It just so happens we exist. That's it. We're able to ask these questions because we've evolved to a point where we're intelligent enough to ask these questions. It's all ****ing bullshit. I want to ****ing kill someone. I fantasize regularly about hacking down everyone I come across. I fantasize about starting a group, a terrorist group, highly trained individuals and killing everyone. Invincible, without a need to ever rest. A bag full of ammo. Grenades. Rifles on my back.

If life means nothing, then why do you want to kill people? Just kill yourself and end it all now. Food for the worms.

[NearlyThere]

If life means nothing, then why do you want to kill people? Just kill yourself and end it all now. Food for the worms.

You have a point. There are a few contradictions. I fantasize about killing. I won't ever do it. I will kill myself though. No food for the worms. I have made it very clear to my Mother I want to be cremated, then scattered.

[Petit Papillon]

Today I was sitting under the clementine tree . I`ve looked aroound me and all I could see was grass . I was thinking to myself , why the grass near me is darker than the grass farther from me. Or otherwise , why the grass farther from me is greener than the one around me . I realized, it was because I was sitting in the shadow of the tree . Weird :/

Then , the other day I was sitting on the toilet and when I was finished I reached for the toilet paper and ripped a piece of it. I looked at this little piece and I thought to myself , why this toilet paper has little puppies on it and the one I use at my mother's house has little flowers on it ... I then thought to myself, is it really important ? Anyway , this paper will finish with a shit on it,flushed in the toilet . How sad . :/

[Take2]

Why is permanence the measure of importance?

My son gave me a hug this morning. If there is no eternity, that hug was no less sweet and enjoyable. I had lunch with my bf yesterday. If there is no eternity, that date was no less fun, the food no less tasty.

If there is no eternity, that is MORE reason to make the few moments we have spectacular. MORE reason to live a healthy life, to suck every last bit of happiness out of what we do have.

If there is no eternity, I will still be immortal. I have loved and laughed and left my imprint on the universe, however tiny. I have shaped my life and the meager piece of the world I impact, shaped it for the better however I could. And I have the opportunity to raise two people to be strong and confident and keep on impacting the world long after I am gone. My grandchildren and great-grandchildren will leave echos of my presence here years from now.

And even if the human race dies out in 2 months, or 200 years or 2 million years, so what? None of that takes today away from me, or yesterday. What purpose does it serve to sit around wallowing in despair and plotting evil and getting fatter and lonlier every moment? It is just as simple to take ownership of your own destiny, and it feels better, too.

[NearlyThere]

Why is permanence the measure of importance?

My son gave me a hug this morning. If there is no eternity, that hug was no less sweet and enjoyable. I had lunch with my bf yesterday. If there is no eternity, that date was no less fun, the food no less tasty.

If there is no eternity, that is MORE reason to make the few moments we have spectacular. MORE reason to live a healthy life, to suck every last bit of happiness out of what we do have.

If there is no eternity, I will still be immortal. I have loved and laughed and left my imprint on the universe, however tiny. I have shaped my life and the meager piece of the world I impact, shaped it for the better however I could. And I have the opportunity to raise two people to be strong and confident and keep on impacting the world long after I am gone. My grandchildren and great-grandchildren will leave echos of my presence here years from now.

And even if the human race dies out in 2 months, or 200 years or 2 million years, so what? None of that takes today away from me, or yesterday. What purpose does it serve to sit around wallowing in despair and plotting evil and getting fatter and lonlier every moment? It is just as simple to take ownership of your own destiny, and it feels better, too.

You are missing the point. The memory of that hug is not eternal. If memories aren't eternal, then there is no reason to experience. Death is the end of everything. So what is the point in experiencing anything? How can you say it is more reason to experience, if there is no eternity? I just don't understand your logic. I'm trying, but I can't. You have not made any impact on the universe. That's just you convincing yourself you have. We are nothing. We are a tiny dot in the solar system. This solar system is a tiny dot in the galaxy. This galaxy is a tiny dot in the universe. How could you EVER say humans mean something?

What you did today, will do tomorrow, and next week, means nothing. You will end up in exactly the same place as me... nowhere. Death.

Permanence is everything. If memories aren't permanent... they mean nothing, because eventually they'll come to an end.

[vashti]

Jeezus, I hate whiners. Get yourself to a shrink and get some antidepressants, and then quit trying to drag the rest of the world down your little hell hole.

[NearlyThere]

Jeezus, I hate whiners. Get yourself to a shrink and get some antidepressants, and then quit trying to drag the rest of the world down your little hell hole.

You have trouble reading.

[Petit Papillon]

You have trouble reading.

You have trouble living in this world . Oh naoooo :/

[Anturo]

Someone needs to get laid and experience a little bit of pleasure.

Who cares if it’s not for eternity. I'm enjoying the moment.

If you care great, if you don’t great.

If you really don’t care kill yourself, there will be some that will miss you, some who feel sorry for you, some that hope to see you again, some that “know” that’s it, and some, well we didn’t care in the first place and you had no meaning to us.

Whatever you chose to do is your choice alone.

I for one will be happy in the moment and enjoy life for its short and pleasurable to me.

[Take2]

You are missing the point. The memory of that hug is not eternal. If memories aren't eternal, then there is no reason to experience. Death is the end of everything. So what is the point in experiencing anything? How can you say it is more reason to experience, if there is no eternity? I just don't understand your logic. I'm trying, but I can't. You have not made any impact on the universe. That's just you convincing yourself you have. We are nothing. We are a tiny dot in the solar system. This solar system is a tiny dot in the galaxy. This galaxy is a tiny dot in the universe. How could you EVER say humans mean something?

What you did today, will do tomorrow, and next week, means nothing. You will end up in exactly the same place as me... nowhere. Death.

Permanence is everything. If memories aren't permanent... they mean nothing, because eventually they'll come to an end.

I am not missing the point, I just disagree. What do I care if the memory of that hug is eternal. I have it right now, I am enjoying the memory right this minute. And it makes me happy. If my only purpose in living this life is to share a little happiness with some individuals who are equally insignificant in the grand scheme of things...that is sufficient for me. Because it feels good now, in the moment, to love and be loved and to help other people and to experince new things. So why not?

And I have not made much impact on the universe, but I have made a little. My little tiny contribution may not move mountains, but it's enough for me. What does it mean, to mean something? Mean something to who? Human beings mean something, mean everything, to me in this moment. Why does there need to be more for this moment to be real and good?

Permanence isn't everything. If I am eating a wonderful steak, and it is big enough to fill my belly and cooked to perfection...why would I sit and whine that this delicious meal means nothing because it will come to an end? It means a good meal right now, or I could miss this moment while I worry about the time when this moment ends. I know before I begin making love that it will be over in an hour or 2, most likely. But that's an hour or two well spent, and I will sleep better for it and wake up with a smile on my face and maybe I will even smile at someone who is having a bad day tomorrow and make their day a little less bad. Every moment is ephemeral, as is life. But beautiful and worthwhile nontheless.

And no, we don't end up in the same place no matter what. My father spent 70 miserable years on this planet, whining and waiting to die. He hurt people with his selfishness sometimes, but mostly he made very little impact on anyone. He died sad and lonely, he never made a positive contribution to this world, and when he was gone, it didn't matter much to anyone. THAT is meaning as close to nothing as a person is capable of meaning, and it is sad. My great-grandmother lived for 93 years, and she laughed and loved and lived the entire time. When she died, she left behind the improvements she had made in the lives of others, the lessons she had taught, the smiles she had shared and the stories I tell my babies (who she never met) at bedtime every night. Maybe she went to heaven, maybe she was reborn an ant or something, maybe she just ceased to exist...but who cares? If we have to be here anyway for a little while, we might as well enjoy it a little bit, make it the nicest place to be that we can since we have to be here, share it with the others who are sort of similarly "stuck" here with us.

[SelflessnHumble]

It means nothing. We are overgrown bacteria. That is all we are. It just so happens we exist. That's it. We're able to ask these questions because we've evolved to a point where we're intelligent enough to ask these questions. It's all ****ing bullshit. I want to ****ing kill someone. I fantasize regularly about hacking down everyone I come across. I fantasize about starting a group, a terrorist group, highly trained individuals and killing everyone. Invincible, without a need to ever rest. A bag full of ammo. Grenades. Rifles on my back.

I need to get this off my chest.

I am a misanthropist, and when I think about it, I love it. I feel wonderful when I think that humans, one day, won't exist. All ****ing gone. Humans, will one day, be extinct. What a thought. I hate the lies people tell. I am unattractive. My family says I'm not. But when someone who is clearly better looking than me comes on the TV, my aunt for example always makes remarks about how ugly they are... yet she calls me handsome. I stopped her from doing that anymore, though. I knew it was bullshit, and that's why I told her to stop saying it. I know what I see in the mirror, and I know it's unattractive. Big deal. I can't do anything about it. I can't change it.

I'm not upset. I'm not crying. I haven't cried for nearly 2 years. Before that, I can't remember. I haven't been in public since November 2008, when I quit college because it dawned on me just how little I give a shit about life. Nothing has changed. I have put on weight, and have become quite an evil person. I really couldn't care less about my mother, or any member of my family. If they all dropped dead, it wouldn't matter to me. I spent 1 1/2 years in my bedroom, only coming out at night to get something to eat. I didn't see my mother for 1 1/2 years, even though we live in the same house. I can't make you believe that, but I promise it's true. There is so much wrong, I couldn't begin to explain. I can't explain. Only I know what's going on in my head.

I am living in misery. I have never had a social life, but I don't care. I have never had sex. I used to care about that, but not anymore. I have never kissed. I think about that, but it's not something I get worked up about. I have never cuddled a girl. I want to feel closeness sometimes, but I despise myself more than you can imagine.

Music with a beat has less worth than music without. I have realised how important REAL music is to the picture of life. I would like to kill someone to Penderecki. The man is a genius.

There is a weightlighting bar in the corner of my room. Tied to it is some industrial-strength rope. Luckily I have a loft entrance in my room. I will slide the bar into the entrance, so it's locked in there. The rop will then hang down, in a 'T' shape. I don't even have to leave my room to kill myself.

I cannot think of anything else at this moment in time. I'll post more, if I think of anything.

I completely understand your point of view in your post...
On one hand and from your perspective: you're right.
However on the other hand: "life" -a gift you had been given.

You didn't ask to be born, I get that.
But for some reason...You *feel* that you hate everything.

I suspect this has more to do with something that either happened or didn't go your way, which is a common theme in everyone's life.


Let me tell you something:
What I think about all the time: "What is the ****ing point???"
I mean out of all the people in this world...People just farking suck.

I look out and what do I see?

-No love, no empathy, no compassion, no regard for other people be them
friend, foe or stranger.


Take this forum for instance.
You have angry and bitter people that love nothing more than to talk shit
to other people because they would love to show YOU just how farking miserable THEY ARE (so that way you too can feel miserable) ....Sucks right?

What do you want? Or
What DID you want before this negative point of view came to be?

The will to live and the preservation of survival is innate in all animals: even you.

So...what has you down?
Talk about it: share it or PM me if you don't want to get
smart ass comments like the ones Petit Papiloma dished out (but can't take)


It's all up to you. It always has.