Reflections on the meaning of life

Often, the last few days, will probably the passage of time and the dementia that progresses, but I wonder what the real intrinsic sense to have our miserable lives,
Anime, wrapped in animal bodies destinali rot that so many tribulations donate to our fleeting existence, trapped and enslaved minds of their own thoughts diverted, social lives that represent the quintessence of superficiality with no apparent purpose, lives imprisoned in filthy and squalid social mechanisms based on the fierce competition on the prevalicazione, selfishness, conceit.
All blather and yearn for peace and love, but since it is the man appeared on this planet, its history has written and writes undeterred with perpetual motion, with the stylus blood-soaked pages of brutal violence and is able to make a paradise of a landfill.

I find it bizarre if not depressing.

If I were to follow the philosophy that our souls are reincarnated to make changes in themselves and learn or do and / or temper, I see it more as a punishment worse than an endless round Dante, and if it were not for the Law of the oblivion, I guess I’d fake cards for me to send one-way ticket to the most remote of the planets of this Universe, rather than live with this kind of depraved and distressing vast expanse of stupid raving bipedal beings.

Mah, mah double, triple mah ……….