Thoughts

Why are we here? I mean out of the known universe the only life to be found is here, a seemingly rare commodity. A gift, some say. We are alone as far as anyone can tell or prove. So I ask you what do we do? Spend too much time struggling to survive by doing things that really don’t mean shit in the long run. We work, play, love and die to what end? So we could be a passing flicker of light out a passing car window? For the majority of us in a few years what will be left of us but dusty records in some outdated data base or hopefully a fond memory in our friends and families minds. I don’t know, I’d always hoped being a adult was more than what’s currently happening, I don’t know what I expected but this doesn’t seem like it. Maybe it was and has always been like this. Maybe this is exactly how it all supposes to be and it is working out according to some grand unseen plan. Maybe I’m just talking shit. I don’t know anymore. That’s the problem with being the smartest animal on the planet we think too much, you don’t see other animals thinking about their place in the sun. They just do what they need to and drive on until their end comes. Maybe being the smartest animal on the planet isn’t the best thing.