Loo musings

Firstly, for people satisfied with their busy, purposeful lives, let me rephrase the topic to "Loo musings of an idle bloke", coz as you read on, the subject turns polemical.

I have been sitting idle for quite some time now, & between awaiting my results to looking for a job, from finding a job to awaiting my date to join, a rather depressing thought has come into my mind.

Why am I here? Why are we all here? Do we really have a purpose? While some might argue that we are here to make this world a better place, I say bullshit. While some might accept that we are here to make the world a better place for us, I ask you, have we done it any good yet? De facto, we dwell, consume everything around us, pullulate to the brink, start squabbling about it & to survive, dwell around a new corner & the cycle goes on.

This is about the purpose of life, & how we make it look like a travesty. Why was man evolved out of a microbe? Why did we turn into the smartest species of all? Or was it per se? Why have we always been so greedy & hungry? Has it always been about survival?

We begin with toys, study for half our rotten lives, work to earn some money, get married & die eventually. Is that what the purpose of life is? Accepted, some have ambitions, some have dreams, some are pertinacious & lucky to achieve either or both. Yet, as such minuscule creatures in the whole wide universe, are we making a point? Are we all travelling on a downward spiral that becomes more and more narrow as it progresses? A spiral, the end of which is a tiny dot? Is there a supreme power watching us? (No arguments on that please!) Or are we mere marionettes? Look at what we have done to everything around us!

Yet, life goes on, and for now, I'll go get some grub. Like I titled it, these are only loo musings (of an idle bloke).

*Burp*