doing our best

We all try to do our best, and we are all constantly doing the dumbest shit possible, convincing ourselves we are winning a battle or overcoming an obstacle when really, we are just catching a momentary updraft in our unstoppable spiral glide into defeat and nonexistence.It’s tempting to think that somehow, love, or compassion, or just a carefree attitude, would somehow make it all better, would remap the coordinates of our decay trajectory so that, linearized, it will almost resemble true flight. But these are all just desperate responses made out of fear, and as long as we have fear, we can’t escape our mortality. We are little better than those stupid toy robots that bump into walls and continue in a random direction.