My Pointless Life

I’m sure, if you’ve read my other posts, you understand where I’m coming from when I say I want the simple life. Sure, I talk about money, and video games… sex and porn… all of these things are great in the lifestyles we currently embrace. However, as I sit pondering what to do with my pointless life, I began thinking outside of the box.

You see, the world we live in is amazing. We have superior technology, medicines, etc, to ourselves hundreds of years ago. Our ancestors’ knowledge of the universe and its workings was nothing but primitive. We have developed a new understanding, and have adapted and evolved our intelligence to a point well beyond imaginable when compared to our ancestors. It’s quite remarkable how far we’ve come.

But when it comes down to it, when you ask the very innate question in us all, “why?”, you cannot help but stop and think. No, not “Why did we come all this way?”, as there’s really no point. The question to ask is: “Why does it all matter?” and “Why should we devote our life to helping develop a better world for our future generations so they in turn can develop a better world for their future generations?”.

The common human life is spent as follows: You’re born, and taught several things in your youth. You learn lessons, and develop key motor skills. You then go to school, where you may learn several bits of knowledge from past generations. You spend at least a decade in school, at which point, you either go to college, or you get a job. During this time, you develop relationships, friendships, etc, and focus on your social skills. Most people generally have children, at which point, they’re forced to get a job to provide for their family. From the time you’re in your mid 20’s, till the time you are in your 60’s, you work to continue supporting your family, and yourself. After that, you get money for your hard work (if you ever worked hard), and are told “Thanks, you had a great run, take this money, enjoy the rest of your life.”

To me, that is not an eventful life. Even if your job is spent as a doctor, or even a CEO who travels the world. Your life is not complete. You do not have freedom. Some will ask of what importance is freedom, to which I would reply that it’s really the only thing we have outside of instincts. I want my freedom. Not the freedom to go out and murder people, or even behave irrationally. I want the freedom to live my life, as I please, without fear.

That is the simple life. I don’t know, maybe on a farm, in Ireland in the hills where no one ever goes, or a remote region of Japan where the fog never seems to lift, and its always 50 degrees outside. I want to spend my days writing on a paper made from recycled materials, with ink made from fish oil. I want to eat rice that I fetched myself, meat that I hunted myself, on a fire I assembled myself. Hell, I even wouldn’t mind building my own home.

To what end? That’s a full life. I’m not spending it making things for future generations. I think we all lost something when we relied on others for our survival. We lost a key instinct. We just go with the flow, and thus we’ve sacrificed the most important animal trait. We’re robots reprogrammed by our fellow man, and have lost all of our attachments to real nature.

No, I’m not a hippy, I’m just another unhappy soul being forced to live in such a state that I can’t even stop to smell the fucking roses.

One day, I hope, one day. Just maybe I won’t have to live my life bound by the same mindless state as the majority of my species. I would gladly give up all of the possessions I have, just to live a life of simplicity, instinctual survival, and freedom. On that day, I will have found happiness.