“Most people are just performing daily maintenance on a corpse.”
Compared to The Chemical Buddha, most people seem dead already (or at least that’s what TCB thought) and their lives were just merely filled with doing the upkeep on their still breathing bodies. Rather than actually living, to him they seemed like they were either trying to repeat what their parents had done. Or trying not to repeat what they’re parents had done. Not many people seemed concerned with living their own lives. They were worried about what other thought. But The Chemical Buddha didn’t think they were without hope. Because he figured as long as they’re alive, there was still a chance they’ll live again. Or at least a chance they’d give him money, drugs, food or sex.
Who do you live for?
If you live for yourself, who do you model yourself after? If you model yourself after someone, aren’t you just living for them?
What do you live to do?
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