Why?
That’s the question. No real answer.
Actually, I’m wrong. There are a trillion answers out. None of them satisfying, they pretty much suck donkey balls.
Yet here we are. Looking and searching. Reading and regurgitating. Writing and memorizing. Practicing and practicing and practicing some more.
Did it mean anything. So we really care. Who knows. I care. Not about much. But I care.
Should you decide to triumph off of the blood of others? Sure why not? This is hot out society works right? Reward the lazy, penalize the responsible.
You do the work. Naw, I do the work. You take the credit though.
Why? Why? Why not?
We will never know, but will we ever be that knowledge to understand.
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