Doing what you’re doing is an unnoticeable but almost the most important thing to keep us the way we are. In most of the cases our work defines ourselves. There is hardly any moment when we don’t think about anything, I’m including it in the doable things category. Your work or thoughts might be less important or less relevant or less applicable. But the only conclusion from this fact is that you are lesser as a person from someone else, is not fair. I think the most important part of doing any thing is just doing it, that burns your calorie, challenges your mind, you metabolise faster than usual, above all it kills your time in a better way. To the rest of the world the quality of work done matters, I mean it should matter too, in order to push the human race technically forward. For an individual it matters too, but up to a certain extent. The question is after that extent what lies? After that extent there is a context of basic human conditions. That all these advancement, work it doesn’t really matter. You just replace some air, on this planet, in order to be physically present, breathe oxygen and de-breathe carbon-di-oxide. But it’s often a good practice to ignore the real truths and do what we do, in order to just, say, kill the time. So, suppress the sarcasm deep down in your heart, as long as you don’t refuse the social structure. It’s very difficult and almost impossible to rewrite the pathways in brain (provided you have not been brainwashed by a priest or some vigilantes). And we were wired to enjoy human company(at least company of some people we like). So denying all of the social structure will be unwise. So, the only way I came up with is “Let it be..”. Let people fight and kill for food, money, let there be teenagers the victims of human trafficking, let there be anarchy, or the good people who ‘imagine’ for a better place to live in, let there be dark and dirty alleys where an old man shares breadcrumbs with stray dogs or the young rich couple struggling to choose the wine brand before a wonderful fuck. And then let there be you, trying to figure out what’s going on around and end up writing something like this, without being tested with the extreme conditions, inexperienced, dong what you’re doing. Words disappear when you are barefooted.