Fighting against the never-tiring entropy

What's a man to do in this world
Designed by an evil overlord
Or chance
In which everything is breaking
About to break
Broken

What's a man to do to win
A fight that can't be won
or tied
With countless rounds that never
Seem to reach
an end

What's a man to think
In an unthinkable situation day in
day out
Forced to use so much energy
to fight
the unfightable?

• Entropy By E.M

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I dunno, I often think about this poem because it's so true for everything. From cleaning your house, to getting old, to managing relationships. Everything is set to deteriorate, to dissapear and turn to mist if not tended to.

Attention and caring and love and effort and fighting is necessary for anything to grow in this universe of entropy. It's one of the most depressing realities of our existence but also one that maybe can be mind-bended into being "good news".

It's the fight that matters most than the results. It's a noble thing to do as a live, living and breathing entity in this world. Fight against entropy, say fuck it, teach others and push the fight ahead. Full knowing everybody loses. What fun!

But sometimes it gets to me. Especially when I have to dust and clean what I thought it was already clean and dusted.
Obviously, house chores are still a big pain in my life :)

Fight!