We sit on this planet and breathe as if nothing matters. We are truly machines moving as if our creators control us. We have been programmed to seek out happiness for ourselves. We are beautifully programmed robots on this plane of existence. There is millions of lines of code written into our CPUs. But just like real programs we have bugs and open ends of code that cause us to hit a wall. At times it seems as if our only goal is to hate one another.
The essence of survival is not meant to be us against ourselves. It is really about us working together. We are all cogs in this chaotic hell filled machine. We dread existence when we are the determiners of it. So when you start to have some squeaky cogs or some open lines of code, when you start to do the same thing everyday and slow down, break and rust, find the things that make you happy. Chase after the things that will restart that motor, blow off the dust, and shake off the rust. Don’t be a robot.
