Sometimes I feel overwhelmed by the amount of physical work I have to do just to keep my physical body alive.  All the sleeping, finding food, eating, washing, hair trimming, fingernail cutting…it’s all so tiresome and tedious work one is “forced” by evolution to perform.  Sometimes I would wake up in the morning, lying in my bed, not wanting to get up, and just think to myself “fuck it, I don’t want to do it anymore”.   It’s kind of like how you would wake up in the morning and not want to go to school or work.  But you can change a job that you hate, or skip school all together, but this “job” of keeping yourself alive is mandatory by default…the moment that your mom threw you out of her vagina into this bizarre and meaningless factory we called world or Earth, this huge project, or this “work” that we call “life” begins, and you have no choice but to keep working on it.   But what’s more depressing is that evolution, our “master” had tricked us into thinking that what we are working toward is for our own sake, and that what we are building upon is something that called Self or Ego.  But like the alienated workers in the capitalist society, your work is taken away from you, and that whatever you put your hearts and souls into everyday ultimately belong to “somebody” else.  So at the end, you aren’t really doing work for your own sake at all, but for the sake of the species.  We are all slaves whose masters no longer exist…they are the millions and millions of dead animals and humans that existed before us, stacked up against our feet and pushing is, “forcing” us to continue to carry the work that they had to carry on through blueprints that are already floating in the atmosphere, hardwired work instructions waiting to be hardwired and imprinted onto our minds and bodies.  The worse part is that you are stuck with this “job”, where the only way you can “retire” is through death… 

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