What am I living my life for? For love? For money? For reproduction? For knowledge? Are we living life for livings sake? What are you supposed to do in order to be able to look back at your life and say that you’re satisfied with what it is you’ve done to reach your undeniable fate, death. is it the same for everyone or is it different for each individual? will ignorance & denial of life having a meaning allow you to die without the conscious knowledge of how wasteful you were with your life? Should you follow the current of what others are doing on a daily basis and die with a sense of knowing that you didn’t miss out on the things your peers have experienced? life & death are crucial in the quest of finding the key to a happy life. A true understanding of the fact that you are going to die, (not just knowing, but truly understanding) can liberate you the same way it’s liberating me. The fact that I won’t be walking on the face of the earth some day. The fact that i won’t be able to do the things I enjoy, ever again. The fact that there’s nothing I can do to avoid it… is depressing. But those same facts inspire me to never take life for granted and it fuels me to do the things I enjoy and to do the work that’ll allow me to do things Ill enjoy even more.

I went through hell for a piece of paper called a diploma only to show other people that I can count up the change in your wallet, very…very fast. I’ve gained my diploma but lost my sanity at the same time. I went through many years of schooling only to hear, dismayed, that I’m no longer allowed to continue my university studies due to an administration error. Goes to show that the public school system isn’t about gaining knowledge, it’s about gaining the right papers so you can show other people how well you can sit still and do things you DO NOT even like.That’s most definitely not something I enjoy doing, and therefore will henceforth learn the things that will allow me to live a happy life and die a happy death.

I’m sitting in a roller-coaster filled with all emotions know to human kind and clogged up with loops that will make your head spin and throw up. It’s never ending, my only chance of survival is to jump and pray that I’ll recover fast from the havoc I’ll be creating with my impact.

In order to rise to great heights, I must first fall to the lowest depths.

Welcome to my Ill mind,

Mo