The relativity of reality makes the concept of fairness and unfairness subjective. However, when nightmares unfold into our lives we question life’s fairness.
I do not believe in a god. Therefore, I do not question the fairness of shit happening in my life. I am my own god. Yet, being my own god has its downsides. As much as there are things I can control, there are more factors I cannot control.
It sucks. Really it does.
This doesn’t mean I’ll hand the reins of my life to some fictional being. No offense. This is just my point of view here.
Emptiness is form. Form is emptiness. Then why am I so concerned with form, which inherently lacks substance? Because I’m human.