Rare thoughts

I still don't fully understand life or anything else and I've come to terms with that. I don't need to understand, I just need to enjoy it while I can. I don't believe theres a reason or a purpose for anything in this world. But it doesn't change the fact that it's here.

I'm a real pessimist but sometimes, times like this one right here, I get a glimpse at what life could be, what it is but I just refuse to see it that way most of the time. I don't let myself because I've seen everything wrong in this world, I've never been naive, and I know nothings going to change. But sometimes I can see it all as one big joke, sometimes all of it's even beautiful.

I just need to enjoy the simple pleasures of life, like the wind on my face and through my hair. And how I feel after a nice long shower or the feeling that goes throughout your whole body when you listen to your favourite music and nothing else, or I know I can't get through. Just fucking ignore all the religious assholes, and the attention-seeking sluts, and the leeches to society, and of course society itself; my worst enemy. But it's all really one big joke, in the end what does any of this matter?
We're all dying right now, we're just dying. I wouldn't be phased if I knew I was about to die right here and now, and if I knew I had another 70 years to go, that's 70 more years to make my life at least worth living, I think I could make it...

I mean if you don't enjoy life, why live it and die. That's just a major fail.

I don't see why anyone is afraid of dying, it's the easiest part of living. It's the end.

That thought is scary if you haven't lived your life yet, so just fucking live it.

I want to experience everything I can and not worry about death, just be able to accept it.

I guess I have lots more to experience and that excites and worries me, but so what?

Worst case scenario, there's always death, death comes and everything's just... over.

Wish You Were Here - Pink Floyd