What even is morality? A code instilled in early adolescence telling us what to do or what not to do? What if the morals one follows differs from another? Who would be in the right? Morality in itself is not about what’s right and wrong, but moreover what you choose to do or choose not to do. With life as an illusion distorted by one’s own thoughts of destruction and chaos, it reflects itself into the real world. Chaos is abstract. Chaos is driven from an individual’s unconscious desire for conflict caused from an excessive peace. Life is an illusion soaking in universal drugs that’s shot in everyone’s brain at conception. What if the “drugs” we’re not supposed to use are a sort of anti-drug that shows us what the world is really like, and thus is deemed illegal solely to blind us from the truth? What if the only reason they really harm us is because the anti-drugs are fighting the drugs already in our system? But what if our world isn’t fueled by drugs, but rather a distorted perception drowning in dehydration? What if the health physicists are wrong, and that we need to consume more water than half of our weight in pounds then replaced as ounces? Could our minimum be what “overhydrates" us to the point of “death”, or as a better way to understand it, realization? We as individuals do not know what is going on outside of our little cell we call a community. No one can say with a lick of genuine certainty that there is a god, or a greater being in the sky, but no one can deny it neither. It’s all a matter of personal belief or research. But how can one research what has no leads? How did the idea of a god come to place? Was a god in place when the beginning of legible writing came to place, or did the creator of the first religion suggest an impossible theory to why things happen because they chose to not use the Scientific Method, or they couldn’t because it wasn’t common knowledge yet? If a god existed, there would only be one religion, but if one didn’t exist, there would be no religion. So how can we take 5000 religions, millions of gods, if that doesn’t fit in the two possibilities? This glitches the matrix. To make matters worse, there’s also ancient religions and religions shutting down now, so uncertainty can only rise from there. Agnosticism is a possible “right” religion, since it’s not a religion, and you’re neither right nor wrong if the answer is either yes or no. But what if the answer is an “I don’t know”? What if the universe itself doesn’t know if it has a creator, or to make matters more interesting, what if there’s a god and they don’t know if they’re real? What if reality in itself is only a figment of our imagination, and the only truth we have is our thoughts; or at least the closest to the truth we can really get to. Birth is a question. Life is a question. Death is a question. There is no certainty for life, and contrary to popular belief, death is uncertain. People “die”, but we never know for certain if they’re really dead, or if they’ve transcended beyond an existence we are unsure of, or if there’s absolute nothingness. Imagine nothing. Try to. It’s impossible. When you dream about dying, you wake up right before you die, because your brain does not know what nothing is, because it has never experienced it before. You cannot perceive death because you’ve never died before. Many will imagine a million different outcomes to their death, but never have a certainty of what it’s like until they go. A graveyard is not a destination, but a garden. You don’t bury the dead in a graveyard, you plant the seed of knowledge in one; knowledge of where we go after we “die”. How does one die? From not breathing for a certain amount of time? From having a heart stop? From losing function in a brain? Is that death, or is that just a rest? A rest from what? A life? What life? That thing you do every day that you think will make an impact in the world? Everything we do, everything we say, everything we think is all in our head. Our head is an abstract phenomenon that has no purpose but for us to simulate a wide variety of emotions until we shut down. The point of a head is rounded, meaning there is no point since there is no real existence, just a bunch of carbon sacks being imagined by everyone and no one all at once. If there is no one around, then where is everything coming from? Where does the thoughts of others come from? Where do ideas form? An emotion comes from an occurrence, and who’s to say the occurrence is or is not imagined? What proof do we have that anything ever really happened? If the big bang happened right now, would we even notice? If the reverse happened, would we report it? Where’s our proof if there’s no proof anyone exists? I could stand up right now, walk over to someone and touch them, but how do I know it’s a person? Is it from dogma I’ve had drilled in my skull since I was an infant about how anything that looks like that person is a person? Have you even seen a mannequin? Point being, there’s no proof that that entity is a person. For all I know it could be a plant, or a star. There’s a phrase that goes “The world is what you make it”, and no one’s ever bothered to question what it could mean. The world is what you make it because it’s a perception of what you want the world to be. All the positive and negative energy created in the world spawned from your abstract mind that might or might not even exist for all we know. At the point that I’ve written this, a school shooting happened 2 days ago not too far from where I live, just a state away. Did I consciously want this to happen? Of course not. But did my subconscious want a tragedy? The subconscious demands a balance between positive and negative energy. That’s why you cannot have too much dopamine or serotonin because too much will cause it to shoot down, and the ability to generate it on your own again becomes next to impossible. There needs to be a balance to the positives and negatives in your abstract world just like there needs to be a balance to your positive and negative chemicals; in your world, there needs to be occasional conflict. A story cannot blossom without a conflict. Resolutions, on the other hand, are optional. “John died from an overdose. The end.” A short story, but there was a conflict. John died from an overdose. Where’s the resolution? Exactly. Resolutions are optional. You can try to be the hero, but it’s not always possible. But what makes an antagonist an antagonist? There’s always a protagonist, but there’s not always an antagonist. How does one define protagonist? The good character? What is good? What is the definition of good? A dictionary will tell you that good means morally right. Again with the morals. If good means right morals, what are the right morals? How can one decide what’s good and what’s bad? What is morality if there is no morality? A dog is purchased one day, and given to an owner. Whether the dog is good or bad depends on what the owner’s moral compass is and the level of ethics they instill in the dog. A “good” dog can be one who is gentle to everyone that comes near them, or a vicious killer that defends the owner. They’re polar opposites, and one may think the other is bad, but how would they know? All their life they’ve been ordered to live a certain way. There is no way for either of them to tell which is right or wrong. The mind of a killer is the mind of a civilian, only opposite. One’s moral compass points North while the other South. Who’s right and who’s wrong? Do you know? Me neither. Sure, we’ve been taught that killing others is wrong, and that makes perfect sense, but what if the bigger threat is the one that acts on kindness? Murder spreads death, kindness spreads life. But what if the threat is not death, but life itself? In a sense where you die in a situation, you no longer suffer through it. If you go through the same situation and survive, you’re haunted the rest of your life. Which is worse? That’s up to personal opinion because morality, opinion, and everything else relative is all inside your mind that is a ticking time bomb not about to self destruct, but shut down when the counter hits zero. Of course there really is no “time bomb” in your brain, it’s merely a metaphor. But isn’t everything a metaphor? In the theory that everything is nothing, and nothing is only an abstract idea, then everything we think we experience is only metaphor and a disappointment in the long run. If you expected an afterlife, don’t waste your time to discover you might be wrong, explore the realms outside your comfort zone. There’s more to life than waiting for something greater, cherish what you have, because in a blink of an eye, it could be gone forever and you wouldn’t even notice.

What even is morality? A code instilled in early adolescence telling us what to do or what not to do? What if the morals one follows differs from another? Who would be in the right? Morality in itself is not about what’s right and wrong, but moreover what you choose to do or choose not to do. With life as an illusion distorted by one’s own thoughts of destruction and chaos, it reflects itself into the real world. Chaos is abstract. Chaos is driven from an individual’s unconscious desire for conflict caused from an excessive peace. Life is an illusion soaking in universal drugs that’s shot in everyone’s brain at conception. What if the “drugs” we’re not supposed to use are a sort of anti-drug that shows us what the world is really like, and thus is deemed illegal solely to blind us from the truth? What if the only reason they really harm us is because the anti-drugs are fighting the drugs already in our system? But what if our world isn’t fueled by drugs, but rather a distorted perception drowning in dehydration? What if the health physicists are wrong, and that we need to consume more water than half of our weight in pounds then replaced as ounces? Could our minimum be what “overhydrates" us to the point of “death”, or as a better way to understand it, realization? We as individuals do not know what is going on outside of our little cell we call a community. No one can say with a lick of genuine certainty that there is a god, or a greater being in the sky, but no one can deny it neither. It’s all a matter of personal belief or research. But how can one research what has no leads? How did the idea of a god come to place? Was a god in place when the beginning of legible writing came to place, or did the creator of the first religion suggest an impossible theory to why things happen because they chose to not use the Scientific Method, or they couldn’t because it wasn’t common knowledge yet? If a god existed, there would only be one religion, but if one didn’t exist, there would be no religion. So how can we take 5000 religions, millions of gods, if that doesn’t fit in the two possibilities? This glitches the matrix. To make matters worse, there’s also ancient religions and religions shutting down now, so uncertainty can only rise from there. Agnosticism is a possible “right” religion, since it’s not a religion, and you’re neither right nor wrong if the answer is either yes or no. But what if the answer is an “I don’t know”? What if the universe itself doesn’t know if it has a creator, or to make matters more interesting, what if there’s a god and they don’t know if they’re real? What if reality in itself is only a figment of our imagination, and the only truth we have is our thoughts; or at least the closest to the truth we can really get to. Birth is a question. Life is a question. Death is a question. There is no certainty for life, and contrary to popular belief, death is uncertain. People “die”, but we never know for certain if they’re really dead, or if they’ve transcended beyond an existence we are unsure of, or if there’s absolute nothingness. Imagine nothing. Try to. It’s impossible. When you dream about dying, you wake up right before you die, because your brain does not know what nothing is, because it has never experienced it before. You cannot perceive death because you’ve never died before. Many will imagine a million different outcomes to their death, but never have a certainty of what it’s like until they go. A graveyard is not a destination, but a garden. You don’t bury the dead in a graveyard, you plant the seed of knowledge in one; knowledge of where we go after we “die”. How does one die? From not breathing for a certain amount of time? From having a heart stop? From losing function in a brain? Is that death, or is that just a rest? A rest from what? A life? What life? That thing you do every day that you think will make an impact in the world? Everything we do, everything we say, everything we think is all in our head. Our head is an abstract phenomenon that has no purpose but for us to simulate a wide variety of emotions until we shut down. The point of a head is rounded, meaning there is no point since there is no real existence, just a bunch of carbon sacks being imagined by everyone and no one all at once. If there is no one around, then where is everything coming from? Where does the thoughts of others come from? Where do ideas form? An emotion comes from an occurrence, and who’s to say the occurrence is or is not imagined? What proof do we have that anything ever really happened? If the big bang happened right now, would we even notice? If the reverse happened, would we report it? Where’s our proof if there’s no proof anyone exists? I could stand up right now, walk over to someone and touch them, but how do I know it’s a person? Is it from dogma I’ve had drilled in my skull since I was an infant about how anything that looks like that person is a person? Have you even seen a mannequin? Point being, there’s no proof that that entity is a person. For all I know it could be a plant, or a star. There’s a phrase that goes “The world is what you make it”, and no one’s ever bothered to question what it could mean. The world is what you make it because it’s a perception of what you want the world to be. All the positive and negative energy created in the world spawned from your abstract mind that might or might not even exist for all we know. At the point that I’ve written this, a school shooting happened 2 days ago not too far from where I live, just a state away. Did I consciously want this to happen? Of course not. But did my subconscious want a tragedy? The subconscious demands a balance between positive and negative energy. That’s why you cannot have too much dopamine or serotonin because too much will cause it to shoot down, and the ability to generate it on your own again becomes next to impossible. There needs to be a balance to the positives and negatives in your abstract world just like there needs to be a balance to your positive and negative chemicals; in your world, there needs to be occasional conflict. A story cannot blossom without a conflict. Resolutions, on the other hand, are optional. “John died from an overdose. The end.” A short story, but there was a conflict. John died from an overdose. Where’s the resolution? Exactly. Resolutions are optional. You can try to be the hero, but it’s not always possible. But what makes an antagonist an antagonist? There’s always a protagonist, but there’s not always an antagonist. How does one define protagonist? The good character? What is good? What is the definition of good? A dictionary will tell you that good means morally right. Again with the morals. If good means right morals, what are the right morals? How can one decide what’s good and what’s bad? What is morality if there is no morality? A dog is purchased one day, and given to an owner. Whether the dog is good or bad depends on what the owner’s moral compass is and the level of ethics they instill in the dog. A “good” dog can be one who is gentle to everyone that comes near them, or a vicious killer that defends the owner. They’re polar opposites, and one may think the other is bad, but how would they know? All their life they’ve been ordered to live a certain way. There is no way for either of them to tell which is right or wrong. The mind of a killer is the mind of a civilian, only opposite. One’s moral compass points North while the other South. Who’s right and who’s wrong? Do you know? Me neither. Sure, we’ve been taught that killing others is wrong, and that makes perfect sense, but what if the bigger threat is the one that acts on kindness? Murder spreads death, kindness spreads life. But what if the threat is not death, but life itself? In a sense where you die in a situation, you no longer suffer through it. If you go through the same situation and survive, you’re haunted the rest of your life. Which is worse? That’s up to personal opinion because morality, opinion, and everything else relative is all inside your mind that is a ticking time bomb not about to self destruct, but shut down when the counter hits zero. Of course there really is no “time bomb” in your brain, it’s merely a metaphor. But isn’t everything a metaphor? In the theory that everything is nothing, and nothing is only an abstract idea, then everything we think we experience is only metaphor and a disappointment in the long run. If you expected an afterlife, don’t waste your time to discover you might be wrong, explore the realms outside your comfort zone. There’s more to life than waiting for something greater, cherish what you have, because in a blink of an eye, it could be gone forever and you wouldn’t even notice.