Spoiler Alert: Nobody gets out alive.
Thesis: It is the survival instinct that is the undoing of survival. Perhaps the interpretation of the derivative thereof. Under no uncertain circumstances does anyone get out alive.
Supporting deposition:We have seen it a thousand times over, the extent a human will go to in order to survive. The numbers are too extensive to effectively compete or survive independently. The title is indicative of the mass culling of greed, need, and the speed of societal decay. We are in essence an objective driven animal; Reckless at best.
It is simply boiled down to an "us versus them" as ever-changing alliances build and fade. Lying at the heart is a selfish drive, one to feed, warm, and nurture the comfort of the individual. Eventually there are two left on an island to survive, and the age old adage of one survivor eating the other will shortly ensue. Only common goals bond those who are given a side to choose.
The games people play, buying supplies, bullets, and planning. The sole intent is to outsmart the other last men standing to affect your survival. Live and let live applies only when space and resources allow. At the heart of the issue is a selfish gene, the survival instinct for the organism. A basic unquestionable survival need, even though our lives left wanting answers or depth unattained.
But nobody gets out alive. The assertion of prowess is merely a delay of inevitable conflict. A meager hope that stability is recovered to where neighbors dispute over unkempt rose bushes instead of killing each other in the night over a can of $1.00 baked beans.
We stock, we prepare, we arm ourselves. But we nary accept that nobody gets out alive. The dystopian society of today is one of frivolous wants for $10 Target teddy bears and TV screens. Make no mistake that your can of beans will be born of blood lust and betrayal.
Conclusion: Nobody gets out alive. Whether you bleed out physically on the floor, or become walking dead emotionally from defending what little is yours. You die, physically or emotionally. We may be no good at being noble, but it doesn't take much to see that the problems of three little people don't amount to a hill of beans in this crazy world. Someday you'll understand that.
Here's looking at you kid.
Thesis: It is the survival instinct that is the undoing of survival. Perhaps the interpretation of the derivative thereof. Under no uncertain circumstances does anyone get out alive.
Supporting deposition:We have seen it a thousand times over, the extent a human will go to in order to survive. The numbers are too extensive to effectively compete or survive independently. The title is indicative of the mass culling of greed, need, and the speed of societal decay. We are in essence an objective driven animal; Reckless at best.
It is simply boiled down to an "us versus them" as ever-changing alliances build and fade. Lying at the heart is a selfish drive, one to feed, warm, and nurture the comfort of the individual. Eventually there are two left on an island to survive, and the age old adage of one survivor eating the other will shortly ensue. Only common goals bond those who are given a side to choose.
The games people play, buying supplies, bullets, and planning. The sole intent is to outsmart the other last men standing to affect your survival. Live and let live applies only when space and resources allow. At the heart of the issue is a selfish gene, the survival instinct for the organism. A basic unquestionable survival need, even though our lives left wanting answers or depth unattained.
But nobody gets out alive. The assertion of prowess is merely a delay of inevitable conflict. A meager hope that stability is recovered to where neighbors dispute over unkempt rose bushes instead of killing each other in the night over a can of $1.00 baked beans.
We stock, we prepare, we arm ourselves. But we nary accept that nobody gets out alive. The dystopian society of today is one of frivolous wants for $10 Target teddy bears and TV screens. Make no mistake that your can of beans will be born of blood lust and betrayal.
Conclusion: Nobody gets out alive. Whether you bleed out physically on the floor, or become walking dead emotionally from defending what little is yours. You die, physically or emotionally. We may be no good at being noble, but it doesn't take much to see that the problems of three little people don't amount to a hill of beans in this crazy world. Someday you'll understand that.
Here's looking at you kid.
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