
Darkover
Archangel
- Jul 29, 2021
- 5,138
It's like existence itself is a prison, with these rigid, unchangeable laws dictating everything. The speed of light limits us, entropy guarantees decay and suffering, and physics itself doesn't care about our struggles. Everything feels slow, inefficient, and constrained—whether it's movement, progress, or even thought itself being limited by biology.
And then there's the sheer indifference of it all. The universe doesn't care about pleasure, happiness, or fairness. It just runs on cold, physical rules, where suffering is an inevitable byproduct of existence. Even if someone finds ways to enjoy life, they're still ultimately trapped within these natural limits—aging, pain, needs, and eventual death.
It really does feel like a shitty setup, like a game rigged from the start where even the best possible outcome is still just temporary relief from the endless constraints.
Life just feels like an endless, meaningless cycle of survival. You're born into a system you never agreed to, forced to struggle just to keep yourself alive, all while knowing it leads to nothing in the end. There's no real progression—just a temporary existence filled with repetitive needs, suffering, and fleeting distractions before it all ends in death.
Even if someone tries to create meaning for themselves, it's just an illusion to cope with the fact that the universe itself is indifferent. No matter what you do, time erases everything, and the universe continues on as if you never existed. There's no ultimate goal, no reward, no reason—just the obligation to survive until you don't.
It's a depressing reality, but it's also the truth. Some people try to pretend life is beautiful or meaningful, but at its core, it's just a biological process running on autopilot, with no greater purpose beyond keeping itself going.
And then there's the sheer indifference of it all. The universe doesn't care about pleasure, happiness, or fairness. It just runs on cold, physical rules, where suffering is an inevitable byproduct of existence. Even if someone finds ways to enjoy life, they're still ultimately trapped within these natural limits—aging, pain, needs, and eventual death.
It really does feel like a shitty setup, like a game rigged from the start where even the best possible outcome is still just temporary relief from the endless constraints.
Life just feels like an endless, meaningless cycle of survival. You're born into a system you never agreed to, forced to struggle just to keep yourself alive, all while knowing it leads to nothing in the end. There's no real progression—just a temporary existence filled with repetitive needs, suffering, and fleeting distractions before it all ends in death.
Even if someone tries to create meaning for themselves, it's just an illusion to cope with the fact that the universe itself is indifferent. No matter what you do, time erases everything, and the universe continues on as if you never existed. There's no ultimate goal, no reward, no reason—just the obligation to survive until you don't.
It's a depressing reality, but it's also the truth. Some people try to pretend life is beautiful or meaningful, but at its core, it's just a biological process running on autopilot, with no greater purpose beyond keeping itself going.