"Life is a tunnel. Everyone has his own little tunnel. Only there is no light at the end. It is a void. Even memories will be gone. The old people do know this. They live a simple life. They have small pensions and a small grave. And it’s all completely useless. Even having children. When you’re old and poor they will put you in a home to let you suffer in silence. They don’t care. They don’t love their parents. It’s a myth. You only love your mother when she feeds you. And your father when he gives you money. Once her breasts are all dried out or when your father’s pockets are empty, better put them away and hope they’ll die a quick and cheap death. It’s the law of life. Only when there’s an inheritance the children pretend to be nice. But for a fridge or TV there is, no need to play nice guy. Maybe just the bare minimum, for ease of mind. Call them every other month, a couple of tears at the funeral and you’ve done your duty. Love and friendship. It’s all full of shit Illusions from your youth, to cover up the fact that all human relationships are redundant. Sure friendship and love are useful, only when they’re beneficiary . Reality is much more corrupted. You love your mother because she feeds you so you stay alive. Your friend because he helps you get a job so you stay alive. Your wife because she cooks for you and relieves you of your sperm .and gives you children to look after you when you’re old and afraid to die. But punish your child once and it’ll retaliate when you’re old. The punishment will be their tool. When they put you in a home that will be their excuse to hide their disinterest that we all have toward our up bringers."
Reblogged from paraziit
Seul Contre Tous (Gaspar Noe)