Sometimes I stop and realize that society is entirely made up. No one has any idea why we exist or what happens after we die, but we all live our lives as though we know what we’re doing and where we’re going. There are people that the entire world knows, but that’s just a product of humanity. We have our 9-5 jobs, we start families, we have fun, but everyone’s just ignoring the fact that our entire existence is unexplained. There’s a layer under our created reality that no one will ever understand. Why do we get up and work and and worry about money and have schedules? We are just animals. We’ve created all of this as some sort of way to cope with our existence.