recently, within the hour recently, i was inside of a bus.
riding in this enlongated automobile for more than an hour. to a destination not much different from where i was picked up.
it made me think why men/human beings in general strive. not only for material things but for acceptance. for an appreciation of ones own existince, that is, extra cirricular to ones own thought. and in striving to be remembered or to be noted as "one of the best" of something or simply to accomplish the goals a person may have, we get caught up riding in an automobile. to somehwere. where something has to be done. and then we leave and go back to where we came.
all the while, while this thought is running through my head, i am watching two fat-ass disgusting bitches flirt with this fat-ass guy. it annoyed me. one, because they were fat, two, because they were ugly and three, because they were enjoying themselves.
but for some reason i wished that i could, at least, have the intestinal fortitude to enter in to a conversation with more than one person. i was envying these people. these annoyances to my deep thoughts of life i was having while on the intra-camp shuttle in okinawa. ... haha
and it just pissed me off even more and made me more confused about why people do what they do. i mean why were these three people, who are never going to run for president or for neighborhood watch president in that matter, so intwined with eachother. what possesses an individual to care so much for something that will more than likely fail.
which brings me back to my starting question. why do we strive. for right now, my answer is because we have nothing better to do.
hopefully my answer will change.
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