My Reason

The earth which was once full of life, excitement, and bright colors seems to have lost its core, it reeks of lack luster, an eyesore and cold to the touch; perhaps in the fury of expression the human race spread its wings too fast, too furiously, forgetting that the wings were not their own but a gift from heaven, manna from the gods, which were given to them on good faith, with the hope that these simple creatures could arise to clandestine heights, unfettered by the clutches of inferior intelligence, yet the gods did not realize the mistake they had made, for with this intelligence came the fucked up belief that mankind was doomed to fail, that sooner or later hatred, greed or jealousy would catch up and screw everyone over, hell if not those of malicious intent, then sheer circumstance would get in the way, thwarting man from ever reaching its height, for man had indeed forgotten that life itself is a precious gift and small moments of happiness should be held ideal, because if those things aren’t what life is all about, then I’ll be damned if I want to keep living with all of this hate and prejudice that grips society to the core of its being that is truly good, I believe, everyone has it in them to do something good for the world, its just that the world is not perfect, and some people who should have more willpower to survive in their situation end up with less, and some of those who need not have anything but, and make their way through life trying to find a way to make use of their intense spirit. I am Sahil and my reason to live is to help other people, because without others, one is alone, and in turn nothing.

“I thank whatever gods may be for my unconquerable soul!”