Feeling like a cog in a machine
Well, I've been feeling like a cog in a machine. Somehow, the events of the past few days reminded me again that maybe we're just pearls strung up on this string of time. The Nobel Prize winning father pairs, our own lovely Medical Profs in med school. We start and end and slip away. And really, we don't leave anything behind.Been thinking about motive and purpose. How purpose gives men the strength to climb mountains and move oceans. But eventually, purpose should not be the reason for anyone's existence. Else, there'd be people who live their lives looking for the next big purpose, or various purposes to bring meaning to their lives. Which is wrong because then they're slaves to these ideas that they thought up, and the meaning of life looking for purpose is perverted into a purposeful day to day existence, in order to feel alive.
It's really hard to express ideas in English now. I need a language course soon.
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