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It is what it is.

No one deserves anything in life. Deserving is a concept invented by the weak. Right and wrong is a concept of the weak. When they can't have something, they tag it with arbitrary restrictions or rationales. Doing what one deems one should do, whatever the way, is what matters. Nothing matters, nonetheless. So why bother with artificial labels?


Then, what should I bother myself with? What should I do? Remove the ‘should’ first? ‘What do I do?’ Or ‘What I do’. The question becomes the answer. I need no explanation nor any justification. Whom do I justify? Who is my authority other than myself? And if I'm doing something solely on my own will, is that not an act of ‘myself’? Isn't it a self-evident and self-sufficient cause for the act? Why bother for a cause? Non-living things may need justification. Non-living fictions that we humans have created e.g. money, society, well-being, love, education, economy etc, for they rely on our imagination. They require justification. On the contrary, I'm alive and I act as I may; why should I need any language to describe that action? I just did. And I'll do something else again. Why? Just cause. Human actions need no justification, their consequences may. But consequences don't change the cause from which they emerged. So, actions don't matter. The consequences do. The fear of the result prevents us from taking the exam.


We waste time studying things we will never apply. The biggest lesson from history is that we never learn from history. Why is that? Because, we truly live in the present, detached from any past consequences, from an individual's perspective. And an individual is in control of his moment. Moments collectively aggregated may provide some insight but no separate moment is actually predictable. Thus history is just the same repetition. Similarly, consequences are myths. In the end, they don't matter. What I do, is what I do.


14.01.25

- Mr. Ahmed

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