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Misanthropic, yes, but I believe humans are a destructive species. The only species, for the record. But humans are also the only specie able to love with that much zest and passion. Flip sides, if you must. I don't know why we exist. But I can theorise why we go on with whatever we get ourselves stuck in. Once we are born, we sign a social contract. This contract is signed against our will. And this contract cannot be broken. PArents, relatives, friends, on cannot be born without bringing joy. And so we toil and strive and slave our lives away, trying to fulfill this cruel contract. And along the way, we try to find as much happiness ad possible to make up for this unfair pact. And in the end, these two merge. Fulfilling the contract would be finding happiness. Fools we are. Helpless fools. As for why we exist, I've no idea. Humans are a mistake. They are overqualified and start destroying things for personal gain. I hate and love humanity at the same time.
"Some men are wise. Others are otherwise."
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