The paradox of existing in this world at the current state is perpetually on the mind. The question of usefulnessOn one hand, I must continue to exist, as long as I’m allowed to. I also must force through my days, doing something, anything, no matter how small or productive. Do good, do what I can, anything. On the other hand, I find my own existence and billions of others useless. Our hopelessness and uselessness multiplied with every atrocity committed, while we just watch. This in turns remind me of the Quran’s ayah. I keep finding my way back to this ayah, its words sink deeper into my mind and weigh heavier with time.
The question of valueAs the world hypes itself up to the endless streams of AI this and that, the very question of value of human is challenged. In the capitalistic world, human lives mean nothing. That much is very clear. Anything can be sold and bought. Humans used to be a product, now they are just a redundancy. At best, they feed into the endless improvement cycles of AI - enriching a few, but at some point this would eventually be ceased. Of course, I refuse to submit to this system. I’m sure I will be rooted out sooner or later. It would be for the best. It’s suffocating here. The question of the endWhen will the end comes? You know, since we cannot stop any of this, at least the end will guarantee the end, the final end. No more injustice, no more struggles, no more pains, no more hopelessness. The end of everything. The end of days prophecies are being realized each day, most do not care, or know. The dreaded day that is promised, while horrifying, would at least be an end to the suffering of these people. At least then, the bombs would stop. At least then, the smirks on the killers’ faces will turn upside down, their faces blackened. At least then, our hearts would finally be at ease. But, amid these thoughts, one must still continue the journey, no matter how uncomfortable, how harsh, how agonizing. Some are experiencing it, some are just witnessing it, some are ignoring it. At the end of everything, the suffered would finally be granted forever peace, and rewards. So we keep walking, walking, inhale, exhale, despite everything. Despite the lies, the atrocities too hideous to describe, the organized cruelty. This life is just a short temporary journey. intj wanderer is free today. But if you enjoyed this post, you can tell intj wanderer that their writing is valuable by pledging a future subscription. You won't be charged unless they enable payments.
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Sunday, 20 July 2025
the paradox of existence
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