Late Night Philosophy

Why do I bother?

It's pointless and stupid to claim that I'm so important that God would personally make my life difficult. But this has to be the worst month of my life. I'm not going to bother to bother to explain the crap I'm having to deal with, but it's so easy to just say that something's out to get me.

But I know that this is just the way it is. God doesn't personally concern Himself with my life. We're all part of the final plan, but it's such a momumental goal that my life is as equally insignificant as yours. In any case, I can only do what I'm doing. Choice is an illusion after all. In the multiverse, all choices exist at the same time, and only God chooses which of those choices becomes 'reality'. The future might not be known with certainty, but every path can eventually lead to the end, given that God knows more than we could ever know.

In any case, I tire of living. There's just more and more crap I can't deal with as I get older. I mean, was I not raised properly? Or am I just completely insane? If I were somewhere near normal, this shouldn't be so difficult. Ah well. I can only do what I can do.

"I can't imagine a God who would care."
"I may be synthetic, but I'm not stupid."
Bishop, Aliens
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