a rambling tangent of writing written on the 11th of april

The hardest days are the days we wish to not exist. Perhaps these days are worse than those days where the darkness overtakes us and we want to end our life. But wanting to end our life and wishing to not exist are different. Most people cease to realise the difference, those people who live in a world of ignorance. But ignorance is not always blissful, is it? These people, who want to put everything into neat little boxes, organising the chaotic mess that is life, as if it were that easy, and putting simple one word labels on the complicated species that are human beings, as if it is fair to do such things, these people, they are the worst off. These people do not understand themselves and never will. These people see themselves and the world as a 3D structure. But how could us humans ever be categorized as 3D? We are not capable of being as simple as one must be to be categorized as 3D. The dimensions in which we exist are eternal, much like the universe. Perhaps the best way to try and understand ourselves, is to try and understand the universe. But how can we ever even begin to understand it? Through science? How can a rational view explain the beautiful, the romantic, the emotional? You say the universe is none of those three. I disagree. The universe is nothing if not beautiful, romantic and emotional. You say the universe is nothing but elements? I say that is what makes the universe beautiful, romantic and emotional. The elements rage around us. They own us. They control us. They explode when they wish to. The elements are the puppetmasters, and we are the puppets. We think we're one step ahead, but in reality, we're being played. This is just a game.