People are pathetic. We are astronomically tiny in comparison to the universe. Our actions... even our lives... are pretty much pointless. But your reading this saying "how sad! how deluded! I am big and powerful and i make a difference, i accomplish things, im 'going somewhere in life' and im in control of where that somewhere is!"
news. you are wrong.
You are not in control of your life because you are only one small part of millions of tiny tiny parts of one big life; the planet, the universe, the galaxy. The big life just swings and sways and does its buisness okay. And the same way your appendix cant ever hope to be a lung, nor can it hope to help the big 'you' pass an exam... you cant control where you'll be in life, nor can you hope to be anything other than what you are. An appendix is best advised to just admit its kind of pointless and chill there at the end of your digestive tract.
Dr. Oz, for example, lists "aging" as a health ailment, along with addiction. He compares overweight people to animals who "will die prematurely"
What does it mean to "die prematurely". Like everyone gets to live to 95 and if they dont its because they did something wrong? Fact: You are going to die. You can't predict or control when you are going to die. If you are LUCKY you will get to be old. You got some grey hair? I am happy for you. Because that means you've been alive about 40 years which is a good 20-30 years on some people I've known. That doesnt make you better than them. It doesnt mean you've done anything wrong or right. it just means you were luckier than them. And that could all change in an instant.
So the next bit. Society, we feel like its not enough to chill and be happy. we have to be the best at something. We have to be clean and organized and 'healthy' and we compete to make our lives valuable. If you dont feel like your 'in control' then your life becomes invalid. So we pick an arbitrary day in an arbritary measure of an abstract concept we've created ("new years", "the 365 day year", "time") and on that day we vow to change who we are, though we know its impossible. We get so shitfaced we can't keep down out lunch so that we dont have to face our inability 'to change'. And we make these meaningless promises "i will stop smoking, loose 20 lbs, recycle, and BECOME A WORLD FAMOUS AUTHOR!!!" that 90% of us have forgotten a month later.
so what is the point of newyears then? If we cannot change who we are and time is irrelevant, what does 'newyears' accomplish? It seems like a day where we all a bit worse about ourselves, some of us get alcohol poisoning, and we do sexy acts with strangers.
does new years mean something to u?
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