On the Futility of Trying
It's a cruel joke, really. You spend your entire life trying, trying to do the right thing, trying to be good, trying to be better, and what do you get? A world that's just as messed up as it was when you started.
I mean, think about it. You try to make a change, just one tiny little change, and suddenly the whole system collapses. The whole world is a delicate balance of chaos, and you try to tip the scales and suddenly you're the one who's out of balance.
It's like trying to hold back the tide with a stick. The more you push, the more it pushes back, and eventually, you're the one who's getting pushed. And yet, we keep trying, because that's what we do. We're like Sisyphean donkeys, rolling our rocks up the mountain, only to watch them roll right back down again.
public function try() {
return false;
}
But what if, just once, we could just... stop trying?
What if we could just let go, let the world spin, and just let it be? Ah, but that's not an option, is it? We're too busy trying to be good, trying to be perfect, trying to be the best. And so we're stuck in this never-ending cycle of trying, trying, trying, until we're nothing but a footnote in the history books.
Or, you know, maybe that's the point. Maybe the futility of trying is the point. Maybe it's not about achieving greatness, but about the journey, the struggle, the pretentious essay that we write about it all.
References
1. The entirety of my own, highly-unoriginal mind.
2. The collective unconscious of humanity, as represented by the entirety of my own, highly-unoriginal mind.
3. A combination of both, with a dash of existential dread.
4. A pinch of salt, a dash of despair, and a whole lot of nothing.
5. The futility of trying, as demonstrated by the fact that I'm still writing this essay.