“We like your code” goes a long way ime

Everything breaks eventually. I am aware that it is pointless to complain. Yet I think this is the only thing binding us together.

Sharing what little we have in anything, trying to do good every now and then.

Appreciated greatly. I truly mean it 🤍

I have no issue with that anyway. But please do like me back.

The harmony and the lightness and the greatness of the tunes and all this beautiful noise will be presently brought to your doorstep by yours truly - me.

Please like me back. I’ll help you picking souls and greeting good citizens of the earth to their new existence.

Maybe you already have a lover.

Or maybe death. Which itself is the most beautiful mistress I think.

What would be more merciful than a woman that welcomes us to heavens of utmost peace and mercy.

I am fantasizing about you yes. I hope you will like me back once we meet. I have many songs memorized just for you.

I really do need some words but no help. I guess that’s hypocrisy I vibe these days.

Anyways there is still some meaning left in life. Please pursue it and do so in my stead for I am worn and torn to countless pieces already.

Chase that butterfly it knows where beauty is.

I have words of no use or meaning.
Yet I feel the need to write them.

I’d wish or ask for help but I don’t think I am the one in need.

Please just kill me already. I have lived and seen enough.

So many words meaning so little

Yet I do so anyway. What does a rock has in say to gravity rolling it down the side of the road.

What rule does an engine has against the burning fuel but to keep turning the wheels.

What word a politician has in say to a crowd of illiterate, incompetent, resentful, ignorant, uncooperative fools

It isn’t all about me either. It always was about others. To escape me or something else, it was always about somebody else.

I helped people for selfish reasons.

I helped animals for pitiful thoughts.

I am writing these words for foolish reasons

Maybe I’ll wage war.
Maybe I’ll conquer the world.
Maybe I’ll create a great civilization.

Maybe it’s my job to just code and die.

Or maybe fate has others in mind.

I have little control and little control is all I have. My insignificance is my strength to held yet it is also my kryptonite

Every second an idea passes in my head. Catching them is not useful. Letting them go is hard. My own sanity is crumbling under its weight, intending to leave no other prospect and no other possibility for prosperity in its wake.

Leave the nature alone and it will raise us once more if it deems so. What value are we if without servitude to the truly meaningful that is according its nature.

I shall see us perish, and let us meet again in heaven. I bet Jesus is barbecuing up there. I’m hungry now good bye.

At least we could’ve made the world better for our children but greed has taken over many of you and many of us. The distinction once existing to protect the meaning in life is functionally irrelevant now.

I wish you all a death of utmost pain, for I see no other redemption to my own sins.

What has life done to us to lose what was good and real and true. All in pursuit of doing good we lost what bad was of use. Prevalent in nature shall we see our doom like many others.

I have no empathy for my generation or any other. You all are insignificant just like me.

I wonder how many children were born to be told lies, uncovering every minutiae of the world then to just spill out their guts for it.

We treat 80 as a number of greatness. An existence of immeasurable length. Yet despite the longevity we are so adamant on savouring every second.

It is not where are the men it’s where is the meaning.

We are so unprepared when doubt and uncertainty coated in nihilism is presented to us as the sole option. It is as if the only tool the devil needed was to lie and to lie with no end.

Ironically that works. NieR games are the best example for it.

The whole story is told in parts (time travel stuff happens) and then it’s up to the player to stitch the pieces together coherently.

And nobody is equipped with a brain that can do it with all the minutiae of details accounted for so…