A thought of existance.

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This is just some post. Probably slightly negative.


It kinda feels like life is like a ever moving train. Where you get to choose some of the turns but dont determind what the desternation is. I feel like every one is dragged behind this moving train. And my train is in a long dark tunnel with no light in sight. The further I go the Tireder I get.

I look ahead without sight. I look to the future but do not see. I see the present but see nothing through the darkness.

I once was a kid. But my timeline has moved on from then. My timeline is ever moving forward. I get dragged forward by the ever moving train. Unable to yell out to the other passingers. Stuck by my self in the only journey I will ever take. As I age my body will get weaker my mind will get slower. My potential will continue to diminish. Where and when will this journey end. Why am I on this journey?

When my journey ends. My thoughts will disapear. My mind of thought will cease to be. Only the memorie of me will exist to the few individuals that know me. Until Eventually they die to. So as time passes memories fade. My only journey will be eventually forgotten. As it does not stand out from others journeys enough to be remebered.

I will not be able to see these walls around me. I will not be sad. I will not be happy. I will not try and understand the rest of existance that surrounds me. All that I have learnt will be lost. All that I have seen will fade away.

How do I contiune with my journey know that the casing that takes me on this journey will slowly fade before it finally cannot travel any more.



My eyes only have a limited range. My mind is not open to every possiblity and every way of understanding. I still push forward to try and understand as much as I can about existance while watching from a distance. Slowly fading away without and one noticing. I try to feed my mind to learn about existance during the only chance I have. Since I only have one shot at life I figure I should learn as much as I can. But find my own brains limits and my pers

There once was a man who said, "Damn!
I now understand that I am
A being that moves
In predestinate grooves:
I'm not even a bus, I'm a tram!

You're not alone in your observations and predicament, though that will not necessarily help. At least these thoughts are not so individual and idiosyncratic that they are almost certainly evidence of insanity.

"The energies of our system will decay, the glory of the sun will be dimmed, and th eearth, tideless and inert, wil no longer tolerate the race of man which has for a moment disturbed its solitude. Man will go down into the pit, and all his thoughts will perish."
A J Balfour.

If so, everything that's left is partying against the dark.

"Lift not the festal mask! -Enough to know
No scene of mortal life but teems with woe." Sir Walter Scott.


The dark quotations always seem so much more accurate than the optimistic ones, somehow.

Immortality is possible. It is up to you to persue it.