try to shift your attention to countless fictional stories and videogames, created precisely for this purpose by people who faced the same fears and lusts as you. ordinary life looks like a bugged and poorly designed project’s alpha version.
escape from reality to cure sadness and anger, sure it would help, but you know that the methods you found are temporal, they won’t hold your pain forever, once and for all. press ‘continue’ to drain your brain until the last drop of dopamine.
a whole generation of kid-adults refusing to accept violence and injustice, constantly running away, how can they be blamed for it? but, where are YOU going, exactly? and what will YOU do when your ride is over?
imperfect machines made of meat, programmed without specified goal and clear purpose, they try to use limited sensations to find answers, along with the task to pick useful alhorithm to continue functioning among a wide variety of existing fuels and poisons.
the only useful thing to have is imagination: transferring consciousness to the ideal environment, impersonating gods to create virtual galaxies, making efforts to develop an umbilical cord with childhood, forgotten innocence, colorful perception of the world to finally enjoy life.
sith
