I was sitting and I thought "What’s the point?"

What’s the point of donating money to charities when the poverty never ends?

What’s the point of fighting for human rights, when there are large countries trying to do exactly the opposite?

What’s the point of technological development when the first place we use it for is war?

What’s the point of spending 50 years of the prime of your youth working hard; just so that you have enough money to enjoy the last 15 years of old age?


What’s the point of complaining about house prices, traffic, the overpopulation and the busy city life when you can easily move to a beautiful rural area and have a much better life, but you still choose not to?

What’s the point of telling people what is right and wrong, when you yourselves over time keep changing your mind?

What’s the point of reading the paper, when the news really is always pretty much the same?

What the point of things like mobiles, LED TV’s, Internet, Cars, IPods, weren’t we as happy even without them?

What’s the point of searching for happiness, when to find it you must first find sadness?

What’s the point of having children when we ourselves don’t know what the point of it all is?

What’s the point of thinking, when all it does is take you into a dream world inside your head and stops  you from appreciating what’s in front of you?

What’s the point of this article? There is none, it just shows you that there is in fact no point to anything. We are here right now, and there is nothing else to think about.