life in and of itself

We all push ourselves to do things that will never really matter. Our minds have been manipulated to the point where we feel the need to follow what others say, and to do what others tell us to do, even if it is not what our minds truly strive for. We do things against our will, in order to please others whether we realize it or not. Some may say that they do things for themselves, but while they’re saying that, they’re sitting at their workstations, and contemplating what their boss told them to do last night, and questioning whether or not they feel like accomplishing it. They question themselves about whether or not it will mean anything in the end, but in reality, they’re too scared to face the consequences of failure, and of being turned away, when in reality, they know that none of it matters. So why do our brains do this exactly? I plan on writing this to find out, and to hopefully obtain the answers that i’m seeking. For now, let us continue on with revealing some background information to what starts off our days of being forced to become a productive member of society.
We all wake up, have our cup of crappy coffee, and yawn before getting into our cars to then go sit in two and a half hours of traffic, and then show up at the job that makes us hate ourselves and everyone there. What if we feel like bungee jumping off of a cliff in Norway? Or parasailing above the salty seas in Mexico? Or even ziplining through the Amazon Rainforest above all the creatures that are harmless when you’re fifty feet above them? But no, that daydream is crushed because you’re forced to deal with the harsh reality that is life itself. In the midst of a mid life crisis, we are expected to know exactly what to do in situations where we are obviously struggling and we are told to get ourselves together so we can go out and please others. Yet, our brains can't help but continuing on living in this nightmare.
So why exactly are our brains programmed to think that this kind of behavior is okay? Well, hopefully writing this book will give answers that humans didn't know could be discovered, but for now, we are stuck left pondering all of the questions that will eventually swallow our minds and leave us hopeless. While this novel may seem like it is being written by someone who is already hopeless (which it is), it could possibly be giving that person who once seemed hopeless, a reason to do what they must in order to remain in a state of mind that is preventing humans from taking over the planet and losing control over the only life sustaining land we know.
We may be questioning our own existence and wondering why we do what we do, and why we are on the only planet that has the ability to sustain any kind of human life form? We were born to die, not born to live. Any car could easily crash and kill everyone involved, anyone could easily have a heart attack in any split second and die. People put themselves into situations every day that could kill them any second. Some may ask, is it worth it? While others may wonder if they really want to live their whole lives not doing anything because they're too afraid to put their lives on the line. Personally, I feel like there comes time when you have to stop and ask yourself if something is worth it, or if it's just plain stupid. For instance, if you go and travel the world, or if you try skydiving, or even falling in love (which can be quite dangerous I've heard, even though I've never fallen in love myself), those are all things that are worth it. The phrase ‘you only live once’ is really quite a good way to live. (I know , I know , Yolo, it's lame but it's true). In some situations however, like when people go cliff jumping without bungee cords, or when you provoke a wild viper while trekking through the depths of the amazon, or even performing brain surgery, those are things that not only can affect you, but can risk the lives of others as well. So, is it worth it?
Some people risk their lives because they crave the adrenaline, or because they feel the need to prove some kind of stupid and deadly point to someone, after all, none of this actually matters, or does it? If you believe in an afterlife (which I do), then you will want to do good in the temporary life, so when you go into the afterlife, you're treated with riches for all your good deeds. However, if you do not believe in an afterlife then your thoughts on the terrifying reality may be different, and possibly your future could have a twist in it, different than anyone could've pictured. Do you believe in an afterlife, or a higher power? Well, that's not my decision to make for you, but at least you should be aware of your options. I'm not going to get crazy religious or spiritual, but just know that the future- and I'm talking about the crazy one that no humans can even dream about- is waiting , and it's waiting for you to make a decision that you either make or break your opinion on an afterlife. I'm sorry I keep getting off track, this is mostly filled with whatever consumes my thoughts and me wanting to put it down on paper.
I'm sure a lot of you are thinking “these are questions that humans will never get answers to” or maybe, “these questions are impossible to answer, you might as well give up”, and if you're really looking for an argument you might as well say “these are pointless thoughts, you're wasting your time, when you could be doing something beneficial”. Well I have a question for you, why? If you don't like this book, why read it? If you don't agree with me, why would you waste YOUR time -which you just stated that I was wasting- to read to this? If you don't like the book then put it down. That's what I've been trying to say all along. Except, when you're in some situations in which you want to put the book down, but you know that if you choose to do so, then there will be consequences. But why? What if the book just isn't what you're looking for and you're trying to find another one? Sometimes you're held by handcuffs, and you're forced to keep the book open.