An Indirect comment to the world

I want less suffering in this thing we call the world, a home for nothing but hate, where people are left to die for being them. Death here now seems mediocre. So much now has blinded us from the truth. They just want us to get old and die, which is all we could wish for to pay the bills. Hypocrites and liars live on others pain and make their own days go by, still feeling empty inside. Heretics and truth givers? Never. They will tell you the world is bleak and dark, they will tell you it's not worth it, YOUR not worth it. Never listen to the murmur of the evil, or the hate of the loved ones. It's all smoke and mirrors in the end; killing and conceited.