getting over the insignificance
i cant get over our insignificance..
we live trivial lives, from the napolean to janitor joe, to kuppuswamy the it nerd, we give our lives a sense of importance..
but somehow..i cant seem to find it.
existence seems to be so meaningless..
sometimes i tell myself that just being is the purpose, and that purpose is a human invention that we all search for outside the human perspective,
i feel this intense lethargy..this absolute sense of futility wash over me..like a tidal wave.
brief moments of glory have brief roborant effects on the psyche..but in the end..
there is only futility and insignificance
it scares me and cows me down
