I’ve never had a good reason to die until now. I couldn’t kill myself even though my so-called loved ones selfishly left me in pain, their behavior doesn’t justify me being selfish. Then there’s Buddha and enlighten but to gain enlightment I’d have to disconnect from earthly desires but I couldn’t because I’m so miserable. Next, utter confusion made me want answers but questions equaled infinity. New discovery would only raise more questions so the only solution was death. When dead, there’s no questions so there’s no need for answers so death was the solution but I still couldn’t die. My theory was confusion so I had to live to make since of it all but now I have reason. I thought the world is over populated and humans have no right to over populate. People need to die and I’m the way that I am because I’m meant to die. Suicide is natural and is needed and that’s why whales beach themselves. Suicide and other forms of death is a way to thin out the masses to insure survival. Defying nature by prolonging life disturbs the natural balance. Death is life’s complement and must be embraced. I was denied death by people who didn’t understand that death shouldn’t be prevented. My pain and mental disorders clearly show that I was made this way by nature in hope that I’d die. Moreover, not all weaken animals die but the majority will and I must except that. Can you see sensibility in my thinking?
