The Hendersons will all be there!

Today I was considering the many aspects of life and existence, and one word came into my point of conscience, "Why?". I mean, I know most of this has been said before by Doctor Who, But seriously "Why?" Y'know that Friend That you have had for a bit and they would do anything for you and never ask for anything in return? or that really nice random act of kindness from a total stranger? My general opinion is that I can't fathom the idea someone would do such a thing and ask for nothing in return, Then you start constantly thanking them even though the don't really care? I've always thought of god kind of like that Now I'm not a religious person I don't really believe in that sort of thing, to be perfectly honest I don't know what to believe, but If "god" made us it's like one of those random kindness gestures and you think why? Humans are nasty! but we have this whole little planet to ourselves? something gave humans a really nice place to live and you wonder why they did that in the first place when all we do is hurt one another, be cruel to the other living creatures around us and harm our own environment. And going to church every sunday is not going to fix those kind of problems! trying to thank a non existent, omnipotent substance for "the gift of life" when we are actually destroying our lives, and we are wasting our precious livelyhood, thanking a vacant sponge for a thing thats just going to be dead in a few days anyway! It's like flowers, you pay about $50 for a bunch of roses that will be dead in a week any way! so what's the point? what is the point in life? It could be almost quite cruel, your born, you learn, get a Job, have a family, Die. it's a very repetitive process, and so boring! I always imagined that we were stuck on this planet, like a mass murderer stuck on house arrest, not allowed to do your shopping, not allowed to go for a walk you just sit there till you die! our live are so limited by human frailties that some just can't hold up so they go a bit nuts! Like dictators! I'm sure Pol Pot was very fed up with being limited. You just can't do anything with your life no matter how hard you try, it's like the person with parkinsons trying to get a massive jug of water into an empty thimble, that's what life is, an empty thimble.  

have fun musing! 

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