My Question to the Mad Scientist

Life is this elaborately designed sick experiment. I mean just look at it. You create a bunch of different people then throw them into an unknown environment with absolutely no guidance. At first it’s learning through trial and error. Error in this sense could end your life before you even get to know what life is. Eventually you adapt well enough and all the stuff that was once a major problem like being eaten by bears are now problems of the past. But it doesn’t stop there. Now that you’ve mitigated all the natural problems it’s time to create your own. It’s time to create machines that destroy and deplete the scarce resources you need in order to survive. It’s time to think that you’re better than another person because of the colour of their skin, thus transporting you to a realm where hatred is all that you know. And it’s time to come to the realization that all of this doesn’t matter because we’ll be dead soon and this will have been for nothing. My question to the mad scientist is a simple one and it may even be the most asked one. Why? Why did you design this experiment? Was it for sheer amusement? Is it a school project? Or are you just as dark and demented as I fear I am? My question may never be answered, and I’m well aware of that but I nevertheless ask in hopes that you’ll pity me enough to provide me with a response. If the objective of your experiment was to drive me mad, you’ve succeeded. If it wasn’t then help me because… because what? You don’t owe me anything do you?

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