By my estimate, some serious doom is about to befall the planet...meaning death, destruction, plague and pestilence. Regardless of such an outcome for me the wheel of life is over. Done. I don't care anymore.

I have nothing left to believe in, if there was anything to "believe in" in the first place.

It doesn't matter what I do as an individual because what I do as an individual is in the minority. The majority rules because this is how our physical universe works.

I have failed as a human being, while being nice to everyone. What does that tell you?

This world is about duality. The concepts of "good" and "evil" are an intrinsic part of that duality. They have no superior value, so you are kidding yourself if you think being "good" is somehow a righteous path. It isn't - it's simply part of the duality.

How many times do you need to experience a life "lesson", when you have already learned every facet it presents to you? Are we just pixels on the 3-dimensional space of the spectrum of duality? Do we even have a choice?

Is surrender the ultimate path? Perhaps accepting your life - worts and all - is the adepts journey. If we are truly spiritual beings in our essence, this physical implementation is just a game, ruled by the intensity of its constraints for the time we have upon this earth.

Dear God, I accept the cluster fuck you have bestowed upon me. Can we just get it over already?