Author Topic: Life  (Read 5209 times)



love and forget are synonyms. Good job, friend.

forget everything is an expression completely different than love everything, but I guess he was trying to use it as a synonym.

love and forget are synonyms. Good job, friend.

That was necessary.
Although you are right, in a sense.

His post was necessary, too.

Everyone is close-minded, you believe what you wanna believe and exclude the rest, and if you decide you want to be open-minded and change your belief you are changing your belief for the sake of being open-mined and excluding anything else, no one can really be open-minded.
some are less close-minded than others


Then we die. It makes everything you work for... pointless.

You don't believe in reincarnation?

What the forget are you talking about?
I've lead you on apparently. I just copied and pasted what I could to show nothing of relevance in a horrible attempt at being funny. You misinterpreted that as me being a moron, somehow.

You don't believe in reincarnation?

No, I don't believe I'm going to come back as a potato.

if there is a god, we're all just one giant loving game of The Sims
I partially agree with this statement. I also laughed.

Inverted is probably going to get banned one day for being a insane atheist. Lay off of them Christian peeps.

also, why is it stupid to assume that some one that believes that life is devoid of meaning and shouldn't do anything and be depressed shouldn't lead anybody to assume some sort of stereotypical emo?

You don't believe in reincarnation?

Reincarnation makes as little sense as heaven and hell. They both make the assumption that the mind is separate from the body, but the mind is quite visibly a part of the body.

Inverted is probably going to get banned one day for being a insane atheist. Lay off of them Christian peeps.

Cry more.

I have been pondering on this ever since a few weeks ago when it was brought to my attention that there is no true meaning of existence. There is no true meaning, or purpose, anything, to life, existence, to being. I mean, we are all born. We all die. It almost makes it simply pointless to do anything with your life if we are all going to turn up the same. I don't think death cares if you were a hobo, a murderer, or loving Bill Gates. When you die, you die. That's the end. It makes everything you worked for in your life entirely pointless. Sure, you can work hard enough to make the next generation of your family live a better life a little easier, but then they'll die.

All I'm saying is I don't see what the point of life is. I look at the human race, or any species of life, actually, and it almost saddens me. We are born. We learn to walk, we learn a language and to communicate with others. We get a job, we become successful. Then we die. It makes everything you work for... pointless.

These are my views. Discuss yours.
You should just kill yourself and get it over with.