nonsense philosophy

life's a mask,
a journey upon a stage,
wit an endin which no one livin is able to describe.
cept 4 those who are nt livin,
but that we will find out soon enough when the time comes.

life's a mask,
why so?
our interaction wit the outside world,
our world inside,
our mask, is what people see,
what ourselves are inside, only ouselves know.

most live completely in the outside world. they express themselves very well.
some achieve somesort of 'balance n harmony' between the two worlds. they express themselves only sometimes.
some detached frm the outside world. crazy people who gt themselves depressed.
some are imbalanced. people who gt even more depressed than a squashed spongebob.
some are able to detach at will. added this for fun.

well, its kind of sad,i dont even know which category i am, due to a transition of state during the recent 10 months. its gd though, im learnin to express myself, though i still keep so ***** much inside.

we cater to others and expect others to cater to us.- stupid.
we dont care 4 others n dont expect others to care 4 us.-life would be sooo lonely. yup, life's a mask, a stageshow. it would be such a sad, lonely stageshow.
we care bout others, but dont expect anytin back. -well, even if they do return the favour, its smthg gd.

most people care a lot what others think of them.
most people want good images of themselves, to look great before others.
most people want to be recognised.
most people want their sense of self importance.
simply, most people want to be cared 4, to be loved.

most people like to be made to feel important.
most people like their efforts to be appreciated.
most people want to be remembered.
most people want only gd things to happen to them. (n sometimes, bad things only to others)
most people want whatever they do to be a success.

i derive this frm analysis, the most important thing to a human being is not his assets, nor his pride, nor his anything, but his sense of importance.
its the sense of self importance which makes men want to live.
the illusion that they are needed in this world.
the belief that without them, there will be no more fridays.
even though we cant deny we are different,
we are nt much more important than two matin cockroaches.
but we still prefer to believe we are.

but in this case, i stick to moderation.
too much sense of self importance is a disaster.
no sense of self importance means depression
but my level of moderation is so much lower, to the extent of doin weird stuff publicly, frm lovely speeches in april to bathrobes in sept.

people say the world is unfair,
people say evryone doesnt understand them.
people say evrytin is against them.
they envy those who are successful.
haha... no cure 4 them.
d cure lies in themselves.
what they need is some chocolate,
shake themselves up,
and gt on wit life.
cos they are goin to die anyway.
and logically its better to die after enjoyin life.
and they are nt goin to enjoy life if they are depressed.

and lets define the word 'successful'
people look at others who have lots of money, and think they are successful.
people look at others who are famous, and think they are successful.
people look at others who did smthg they couldnt do, and think they are successful.
but in truth, that is nt at all what success is all about.

success is satsfaction.
satisfaction of achievin smthg.
there are people who are nt rich who are successful.
there are people who are nt famous who are successful.
this i deduced a few years back, after playin a stupid game.
i completed the game.
i felt good.
and stupid.
and i still do.
cause im still playin stupid games.
why?
cos it feels gd.
but it still feels stupid.
cos im wastin all that time, mental power and eye power.
but its still gd.
im not repeatin myself.

i understand people.
but i dont express it.
cos i dont know how to.
and i dont know how to help them see light.
so generally, i keep my silence.
its all in the mind.

the people we meet,
the friends we make,
the things we do,
the goals we strive 4,
evry breath we take,
evry blink of an eye...
has a purpose.

we meet people, to interact, to obtain something. neccesities of livin
we make friends, for something. friendship.
we do things, for something. things we desire
we strive 4 goals, for something. fame and recognition
we breath, 4 something. for O2
we blink, for something. to gt tears out, or sand or 4 moisture?

why do we strive so hard to achieve smthg?
after we have the neccesities to live, why do we still want more?
in the 1st place, why do we want to live?

haha....
people say cos there are so many beautiful things in the world we havent witness.
people say cos we are still needed by others.
people say cos theres love where there is life.

i say cos its jus a process bfore we die.
a process which is caused by:
1. replication.
2. mistake in replication.
3. replication of mistake.
and it did nt start frm there.

it started frm the 1st replication.
which might also be a mistake.
maybe the day will really come, when god tells us, sorry 4 all the inconvenience caused.
and we will jus say, never mind, its too late.