When nothing matters ...

Every so often, man will ask himself, what is the purpose of his existence? What the hell are we doing here? And every so often, a brilliant mind or philosopher will attempt to justify our existence through various means or methods.

Are we just deluding ourselves? Are we providing reasons for our existence when there is none? Will the world even notice when men is long gone from this desolate planet?

Questions that I cannot answer, I cannot even convince myself why there should even be a me in existence. Its getting too painful to even stay in existence. Just walking around, pursuing meaningless ends in itself, not knowing how minuscule our existence is. Nothing matters whatever that is done or said. After all, nothing matters at all.

p/s: Anyone who is going to try coming to me with all your religious ideas and concept, I suggest you stay away.