there is no point, no meaning
theres simply function
everything in the world has its own function - eg to hunt, to grow, to pollenate - and everything just functions together to make a working world of physical matter
what functions well we call beautiful. what functions inefficiently we call ugly. in fact there is no beauty, its just a concept made up by us to amuse ourselves. there is no right or wrong. what functions in step with everything else is right, what disrupts other functions is wrong.
all the concepts we call "deep" are bullshit. everything is flat, solid, 2-dimensional. there isnt a dimension of depth, therefore no concept of superficiality.
why does it matter what you do or what you are? its not gonna change anything. you come, you go, another comes to fill up your space. it doesnt matter what i've done or what i havent done. it doesnt matter what i've become cos i might as well could have become someone else - had a different life. fuck all matters if i fuck someone up or someone fucks me up. what does it change - you die, the mechanism keeps going. you are just one small part on the conveyor belt. everything only has one destiny. everyone is on the same fucking road leading to death
the individual is nothing but thoughts going round the brain as chemical reactions linked up to a physical body. abody like billions others - simply an organism made to function
what is our function? being, existing, living in the universe and contributing to it by being the way we are - building factories, campaigning against capitalism, fucking up, sorting out again, starting wars, making peace, thinking, trying to find out.
there is no individual mission and it doesnt matter what the fuck you do,cos you are still contributing to the function that is carried out by the human race as a whole. everything is like that.
its almost like a fucking experiment.
fuck it
theres simply function
everything in the world has its own function - eg to hunt, to grow, to pollenate - and everything just functions together to make a working world of physical matter
what functions well we call beautiful. what functions inefficiently we call ugly. in fact there is no beauty, its just a concept made up by us to amuse ourselves. there is no right or wrong. what functions in step with everything else is right, what disrupts other functions is wrong.
all the concepts we call "deep" are bullshit. everything is flat, solid, 2-dimensional. there isnt a dimension of depth, therefore no concept of superficiality.
why does it matter what you do or what you are? its not gonna change anything. you come, you go, another comes to fill up your space. it doesnt matter what i've done or what i havent done. it doesnt matter what i've become cos i might as well could have become someone else - had a different life. fuck all matters if i fuck someone up or someone fucks me up. what does it change - you die, the mechanism keeps going. you are just one small part on the conveyor belt. everything only has one destiny. everyone is on the same fucking road leading to death
the individual is nothing but thoughts going round the brain as chemical reactions linked up to a physical body. abody like billions others - simply an organism made to function
what is our function? being, existing, living in the universe and contributing to it by being the way we are - building factories, campaigning against capitalism, fucking up, sorting out again, starting wars, making peace, thinking, trying to find out.
there is no individual mission and it doesnt matter what the fuck you do,cos you are still contributing to the function that is carried out by the human race as a whole. everything is like that.
its almost like a fucking experiment.
fuck it