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There are some moments in which I despise the world.



There is no point to it. From where I'm sitting, I see nothing, nothing but the emptiness of the lives we live.



And, when we are not actually living. Most have no idea what it means to truly live.



And, I can’t say that I really know either, but I do know that I know more than some others, and of course it would make me happy.



But, what if I were the only person without knowledge to this great life of living, what then?



Then do I just continue my way, or do I simply stop and pick up where others have left off?



Or, should I just keep on my way, but change my ideas slightly so that I may live my life how it should be...



But some people around me, they don’t understand the way I think, and what then?



If my own family doesn’t understand, how then will I get the world to?



Or, should I get the world to?



Is what I know only supposed to be part of me?



Or, is my knowledge a gift to be shared with as many others as I can possibly let know...?



These are the questions inside my head...



What to do with them... I have no clue. But, this is what I know,



I know I have friends and family who love me and when all my knowledge is through and we can speak of it no more, then I still have my loves, and those that love me.



Yet, I still despise the world. Not hate, fore hatred is more horrible than any war we could ever imagine. its ideas are so terrible that it rips families apart and rips communities apart. And, I know that you think this is war, but no.



War is just child’s play.



Men and women running around with guns -- killing -- and for what?



Most have no idea. Yhey just know that it’s what they have to do. And, when someone has a job, they do that job and ask no questions.



But no, hate is NOT war. Hate is far, far worse. So to this, I do not hate the world. I just despise it. Maybe a lot for now, but not for long.