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[ladiesman217]

My mind, as it often does, wanders to places and depths I wager most people would cower in fear of. And I wouldn't blame them. It would frighten me too no doubt, had this husk of an organism not evolved to a state not too far off from a zombie where emotion and humanitarianism is concerned.

I read today of the crash in Monaghan where two girls on the way to their debs were killed. Now it's rare that the loss of human life is of any sort of concern to me and this wasn't much different, tragic as it is.

Life's not fair. Life isn't easy. But one thing for certain that life is, is cruel. Whether animal, plant, bacterium or otherwise... Life is born to die.

I don't subscribe to scriptures of fantasy or science of how the universe and everything therein came to be. It matters not to me. I don't see the point in questioning the what, how, when, where or who of it all... only the why. And that can be applied to anything really, even the meagre things we do ourselves. Only the why really matters, the rest is irrelevant.

Why is life so cruel? It just is, isn't it? And so that's where I stayed, that is the platform which my train of thought remained for hours. And hours. And hours. Almost oblivious to the world around me.

God, Satan, Heaven, Hell... Or was everything birthed from sheer happenstance, to which we inevitably return to the same empty void from whence we came. 100 billion Homo sapiens, that's the estimated number of people that has ever lived since our wretched cur of a species saw first light some 200,000-300,000 years ago, or however long it truly was. How many millions have died in the eternal battle over which god reigns supreme.

Maybe, they were looking at in reverse. Maybe it was not a god that created life. Maybe it was the devil. Perhaps that is the greatest deception in all deific tales. The perceived god is the devil, and the perceived devil is the god. It would certainly give some semblance of reason as to why life is so cruel.

Kill or be killed. That's how it goes isn't it. But what does that even matter when death is not a fate, but an eventuality? Not even life itself is eternal. One day, Earth will no longer be able to sustain life. It will no longer be a planet of green and blue. It will be stripped naked, revealing the giant rock it really is. When you think about it, life and water is.... a lie. It's not a blue and green planet, not really. Just a giant rock, wearing a costume of green and blue; nothing more than a disguise to conceal its true identity.

Perhaps that is the greatest lie of all; in all life, in all the universe. The greatest cruelty.

[SteveB]

My mind, as it often does, wanders to places and depths I wager most people would cower in fear of. And I wouldn't blame them. It would frighten me too no doubt, had this husk of an organism not evolved to a state not too far off from a zombie where emotion and humanitarianism is concerned.

I read today of the crash in Monaghan where two girls on the way to their debs were killed. Now it's rare that the loss of human life is of any sort of concern to me and this wasn't much different, tragic as it is.

Life's not fair. Life isn't easy. But one thing for certain that life is, is cruel. Whether animal, plant, bacterium or otherwise... Life is born to die.

I don't subscribe to scriptures of fantasy or science of how the universe and everything therein came to be. It matters not to me. I don't see the point in questioning the what, how, when, where or who of it all... only the why. And that can be applied to anything really, even the meagre things we do ourselves. Only the why really matters, the rest is irrelevant.

Why is life so cruel? It just is, isn't it? And so that's where I stayed, that is the platform which my train of thought remained for hours. And hours. And hours. Almost oblivious to the world around me.

God, Satan, Heaven, Hell... Or was everything birthed from sheer happenstance, to which we inevitably return to the same empty void from whence we came. 100 billion Homo sapiens, that's the estimated number of people that has ever lived since our wretched cur of a species saw first light some 200,000-300,000 years ago, or however long it truly was. How many millions have died in the eternal battle over which god reigns supreme.

Maybe, they were looking at in reverse. Maybe it was not a god that created life. Maybe it was the devil. Perhaps that is the greatest deception in all deific tales. The perceived god is the devil, and the perceived devil is the god. It would certainly give some semblance of reason as to why life is so cruel.

Kill or be killed. That's how it goes isn't it. But what does that even matter when death is not a faith, but an eventuality? Not even life itself is eternal. One day, Earth will no longer be able to sustain life. It will no longer be a planet of green and blue. It will be stripped naked, revealing the giant rock it really is. When you think about it, life and water is.... a lie. It's not a blue and green planet, not really. Just a giant rock, wearing a costume of green and blue; nothing more than a disguise to conceal its true identity.

Perhaps that is the greatest lie of all; in all life, in all the universe. The greatest cruelty.

These are the great deep questions we all ask ourselves, especially when we are alone late at night.
That, and other great mysteries, like, "Where am I going to find a bar open this time of night?"

[SteveB]

Seriously, hard to imagine what those families are going through.

[SteveB]

Another mystery is what LDM is smoking.

[Mrbean76]

My mind, as it often does, wanders to places and depths I wager most people would cower in fear of. And I wouldn't blame them. It would frighten me too no doubt, had this husk of an organism not evolved to a state not too far off from a zombie where emotion and humanitarianism is concerned.

I read today of the crash in Monaghan where two girls on the way to their debs were killed. Now it's rare that the loss of human life is of any sort of concern to me and this wasn't much different, tragic as it is.

Life's not fair. Life isn't easy. But one thing for certain that life is, is cruel. Whether animal, plant, bacterium or otherwise... Life is born to die.

I don't subscribe to scriptures of fantasy or science of how the universe and everything therein came to be. It matters not to me. I don't see the point in questioning the what, how, when, where or who of it all... only the why. And that can be applied to anything really, even the meagre things we do ourselves. Only the why really matters, the rest is irrelevant.

Why is life so cruel? It just is, isn't it? And so that's where I stayed, that is the platform which my train of thought remained for hours. And hours. And hours. Almost oblivious to the world around me.

God, Satan, Heaven, Hell... Or was everything birthed from sheer happenstance, to which we inevitably return to the same empty void from whence we came. 100 billion Homo sapiens, that's the estimated number of people that has ever lived since our wretched cur of a species saw first light some 200,000-300,000 years ago, or however long it truly was. How many millions have died in the eternal battle over which god reigns supreme.

Maybe, they were looking at in reverse. Maybe it was not a god that created life. Maybe it was the devil. Perhaps that is the greatest deception in all deific tales. The perceived god is the devil, and the perceived devil is the god. It would certainly give some semblance of reason as to why life is so cruel.

Kill or be killed. That's how it goes isn't it. But what does that even matter when death is not a fate, but an eventuality? Not even life itself is eternal. One day, Earth will no longer be able to sustain life. It will no longer be a planet of green and blue. It will be stripped naked, revealing the giant rock it really is. When you think about it, life and water is.... a lie. It's not a blue and green planet, not really. Just a giant rock, wearing a costume of green and blue; nothing more than a disguise to conceal its true identity.

Perhaps that is the greatest lie of all; in all life, in all the universe. The greatest cruelty.

All gods, religions and holy books are man made mythology and have no basis in reality.

I didn't hear about those girls who died in Monaghan, so tragic

[EscortInspector]

Another mystery is what LDM is smoking.

These


And this

[Barney Rubble]

Another mystery is what LDM is smoking.

These


And this

I'm sure he smokes Black Cat cigarettes.

[EscortInspector]

I'm sure he smokes Black Cat cigarettes.

He should try a black cat banger