Life Happens
Strong and unwanted, crying out for a reason.
Fully seeing that there is no reason. The rational believes this,
the irrational says no. There has to be a reason for all the drama,
the pain, the experience. A car crash soon after solves the equation.
He has died. What point did it serve? If there is a god, was he
just the puppet to fuck with for shits and giggles? What revelation
was he shone on his deathbed that is shared with world, making
it a “better” place? What a crock of horseshit! Killed instantly,
robbed of a life by the thirstiness of a redneck. Karma is just as
useless and pointless an excuse.
Hitchhiker 