pointlessness of life
Since the time that everything begun I was sitting here, inert unable to speak yet I have seen it all I understand how pointless each of your little lifes are but then again In time I came to think maybe it was me that was the pointless one for I just watched , you cared you cared about the food, you cared about the TV you care about each other. It was touching seeing people take value in it then I became sad I envied you for you r little life for your inability to understand infinity , for being so small , I wanted to be as small as you I wanted to be small, I wanted to be the ant , who was happy when he had found food, blind unable to see how small he was , unable to comprehend how pointless his life would be just plain happy because e he had found food to return it to the his queen not even to eat it himself. He was the happiest in his inability to understand.
But it was the human that I like the most because they had poetry about them, they life’s were just as point less apart from the idea that they had a song and dance in their step ,. They were the luckiest, this point in time was there high point from now on it was downhill, as things became more regimented as things because more corporate.
Now when there was the feeling that everyone could become a god/celebrity. This would be their happiness … I signed