/lit/ - Literature

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>Why choose to live if life is not fair by design?
Nobody knows. Reality is incomprehensible and with no value except for your own subjective made-up fairy tale meaning. Do anything you'd like, as limited and stale as all of it may be.

>I really do start to think that death is desirable
It's not. No. It'll likely be worse on the other side. How do I know? I don't. Human limitations. Nothingness, or somethingness - flip a coin. You either 'rest' for good or you become an indescribable organism in an indescribable reality. And this goes on and on (if the latter), for what reason? Who knows. Maybe the point is to live and experience, is all. Anticipate every new 'form' (alongside the given environment/surroundings) with joy, glee, sadness, anger, anything.

It's disappointing that it (the objective truth) won't be known to us. Maybe that's a good thing. I don't know. You'll figure it out (or not, but will at least pretend to, as an attempt at calming yourself down from the deep unknown).