World

I usually start a piece of writing with a question, but this time, I shall speak from my mind. Dangerous, I know.

[     I have evaluated this world.

[     This world has no meaning.

[     There is no reason to exist here.

[     It is a miserable pit of destruction that seems to make its occupants oblivious to that fact.

[     It seems to corrupt all new life that finds the chance to bloom.

[     It is a parasite that lives off of the misery of the human race.

[     This destructive force is empowered by the ill feeling and hatred that humans have for each other.

[     What is even worse is, the entire population of the planet hates someone else and they are oblivious to the fact that they are increasing the power of this planetary parasite.

[     Now this brings me to the problem.

[     Do I end my own life and destroy my life force before it can be destroyed by this parasite? Or, do I try to convince other people to stop hating and try to inspire a little hope in the lives of those who are being beaten down by the infesting entity?

[     I believe it is a waste of my time to do both.

[     Killing myself would make me a coward for not fighting this force and humans cannot stop hating each other. It is weaved in the human genetic coding to hate others of the same species that are slightly different.

[     World peace would destroy this entity, but would it also destroy us?

[     And, would it be possible for the human race to evolve genetically and stop this hatred?

[     I believe not, so I sit back and watch the entire planet disintegrate into the hell that we try so hard to avoid.

With each day, I continue to fight against the parasite and I’m sure there are others like me that try to break the entity, but we all must think the same thing. This is a futile battle and, rather than fight to beat it, I am thinking of simply fighting to keep it away from me. But in doing so, does that mean that I am finally giving up on life and existing rather than living?