Ever realised how useless life is, the thought of actually drifting in time with no purpose nor meaning. Being a part of a race, timeline or even ambition, only to be striped of it in the end, I know that we’ve all been taught and told what to do and how life is this important thing which is beautiful and necessary, just like how breathing is a necessity, but how does being in accordance with wired conundrum get classified as living. Not that I’m trying to be negative, nor am I going to continue being this naïve voice which utters nonsense, lets try to explain this word, rather I say this belief of LIFE.
Satisfaction may be the most evil of bearings, I agree that its great at times but at what cost, don’t misunderstand my intensions, but have you ever realised how satisfaction destroys even the most purest of memories, most sentiments mean nothing when it comes to instant gratification. And yet its something that we can go for years trying...