Suicide 2.0

If it is death anyways, then why not stay a little longer and play around. What is the point of suicide?

Men is dead anyways. So is women.

What is the point of planning a KCN in our bloodstream. What is the point of blaming our parents who were innocently horny to give birth to us…

What is the point of so much debate?

Why not stay a little longer and play around. And if it is cancer or a heartburn, there is always the Swis state of euthanasia. Why so much obsession to die with glamour and reminiscence of our intellectual findings.

No “ism” can or will explain this moment.

Just stay a bit longer and wait for the Sunday even if Monday is dull. May be the beer is tastier on a Sunday afternoon than now on a Saturday midnight.

Desires, are there to keep you alive. Love, is there to keep you alive. Despite that none of them will make sense.

What is the point of imagining suicide? You want to have sex, go have it. You think you are hypocrite, who said you are not supposed to be? You want to feel secured in love, go try it. Who said you will not find it? But don’t feel disappointed if you do not find it. Who said you will find it? Who knows you will happily give up and be in peace.

Why suicide when a dead will forget his 60 years just as much as his 30 years now. Why not stay three decades more and play around. It is not bad. The streets are good looking. The beers are not very expensive. The jobs are well paying. The mothers are giving up. The sisters are getting married. The neighbors are least interested in you. The police is taking a nap. The nation is in peace. The beer has a fridge to get cold. The beer is so good you know :)