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On Human Nature - A Piece of Writing

FEfelixtianyifung•Created March 19, 2025
On Human Nature - A Piece of Writing
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Please tell me how to improve it! Note: I’m trying a different style this time, I usually write very differently to this.

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On Emotions What strange things they are, So fickle, yet defining our choices, the way we live. Our lives revolve around them, Logic often abandoned, For what purpose but to break us, but to be fixed again? I don’t see. Why are they? What purpose do these strange freaks of nature serve? Happiness. Often strived for, rarely achieved, The pursuit of it makes us miserable. so why is it so desirable? Sadness. Attempted to be avoided, yet inevitable. Why deny it? It is nought but a reminder of the nature of life. Suffering. Felix stopped writing. He felt content with these lines. He wondered what place emotions had in the world. “Hm… Suffering… Perhaps my next shall be about thus…” He spoke aloud, though nobody listened. It was his way of organising his thoughts. On Suffering Suffering. Eternal, neverending. Yet we refuse to accept, and attempt to avoid. Why do they not see? Suffering is universal. There are none who have not suffered, and none who will not. However, it is not important. Between life and death, not much matters between. Most of it will be suffering. Even so, all is pointless. We are born, we do nothing important, we die. Why fight it? Death. Felix smiled. He liked this poem. It reflected him, in a way. But his work wasn’t done. He continued writing. On Death Death. Always will occur. Universal. Yet humans don’t care. We try to avert, we try to avoid, but what does it matter? It is inevitable. Though many deaths, are not needed. There are many, that could have been avoided. Although the reason for those, are clear to see. It boils down to one thing, and one thing only. Human Stupidity Felix was close to ending the loop. He could feel it. He went for a cup of water and sat down to write his last poem in this cycle. On Human Stupidity Human stupidity. Endless. As Einstein once said. Just like the universe. Human stupidity. What is its cause? Why do we insist upon idiocy? Odd, isn’t it? Human stupidity. Most claim otherwise. But they all are the same. If looked through these eyes. Human stupidity. I see why it is. Now it is clear. It is due to Emotions. Felix closed the notebook he was writing in. Perhaps this would help humanity, though that seemed unlikely. Nonetheless, it would be good to publish it, get it into the world.

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Project ID1149557338
CreatedMarch 19, 2025
Last ModifiedMarch 19, 2025
SharedMarch 19, 2025
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