The Point of it all…

What is the point of it all? Really, think about that question truly and wholly, and you’ll find its hard to answer…why?

Want an example?

If you told me “the point of it all is to get as rich as you can and live your to the fullest”…
I’d ask you the simple question “why?” whoa…didn’t think about that one much did you?

What I mean is sure…it’s nice to have money, and in turn nice things and able to do a lot of stuff…but why do it? Why go out and work your end off, to have finally by the time you are in your late 20’s – early 40’s to have hopefully made a good sum of money. Just to spend on things that will be useless soon, breakdown, digress in fun, and pretty much be useless to you once you’re dead.

Oh, okay, you didn’t mean make money for stuff…you meant a lot of money to go out, party, get drunk/high, and have a night full of wild sex with a hottie from a club…right? Again I would ask “why?”

First off, you can only party so long and all it’s doing is making you tired and sweaty.

Secondly, getting drunk only lasts so long, and doing more will kill you…and getting high on a drug will only do so much for you, and get you addicted, and either…luckily kill you, or even worse make you lose all your wealth on this addiction you made, and be living on nothing, having to give blowjobs to a perverse fat man named “Pete” to get a gram or two of your drug of choice….

Oh, but I left out all those hottie’s in the club you get to have all that crazy/wild sex with…right?

No, that’s next.

Sex only fills a need (yes a very good feeling need) for so long, until you have to stop.
And you know what? Just having sex is useless….

”what the hell do you mean ? Explain that statement!”

I plan on it…

, so you take a hot, young woman , do your thing, and she leaves that night or the following morning…then what?…you do it again with someone else….and someone else…and someone else…and…oh…you’re too old…now the hotties think you look like a old pervert…
And you know what? Now you have two options…Hire hookers, or actually try to date someone.
But you know what that does? By the time you are done “Having fun, being single, and living like a ” all the girls even worth marrying are , or are not interested in someone who has done every he has came in contact with.
So you end up alone, and with a empty place in your home, and your heart…and you’ll realize that instead of partying, getting quick fixes, and having sex with alot of random women, you should have given a crap about one of them, or another girl.

Because guess what? Good job…your life of “partying” didn’t pay off well in the end…you’re alone…or still filling it with quick fixes, stuck with a girl you got pregnant you don’t , or you have to use your money to get another fill of happiness in the form of booze, drugs, or sex.

And you realize something…you just screwed up ad wasted your whole life on petty useless things…all those “stories” you were able to tell friends are gone…because as soon as the wealth, fame, or fun is gone…so will those “friends” you had. Your alone, pathetic, and miserable…

But oh hey! There is all that precious money of yours still…maybe anyway…so how much does that green paper have meaning now?

Not as much huh?

What is the point of this?

Nothing really…
I’m just trying to get across in my own way of saying that there is nothing of or from this world that will feel our needs.

Think About It.