I know Christians are living for God, but I am not a Christian. I don't know what I live for. I feel like a zombie.
You probably are... Most people are the living dead, alive, but unaware of their own power, surrendered to fate... Why shouldn't you do that, go through the motions, detached, wishing your life away from payday to payday??? People hate their lives and do not even have the nads to protest; lives of quiet desparation said one... They eat their pain, morning, noon, and night, sleep on their pain, deny their pain, deny their lives, deny deny deny until they die... I could say, Why live that way??? Why not climb the nearest hill in the darkest part of night, stare up at the firmament, and howl out your anger at the miserable fate we all share, cursed with life, and blessed by death...At least you can forget the denial, not wish your life away like so many, and use what you have to commiserate with others, to share, to help, to care and love... We all have the same disease...We all have the same medicine... Open the bottle, and set yourself free...