The man was looking out of the bus window, the moving landscape was made out of various houses, some bigger, some smaller, some fancyier, some porrer. Trees were almost everywhere with their green leafs hanged from brances.But our man did not look at them but trought them, deeply in thought, thinking about thinking.
The man questioned the nature of thinking itself "why am I thinking?" he asked himself "Where do my thoughts come from?" "why can't I controll them?", the man quickly realized there is someone else thinking for him, putting thoughts into his brain.
The man remembered something out of the blue "Cogito ergo sum" I think therefore I am, he doesn't remember where he heard it, maybe in a game or a movie. He thinks he has figured it all but then a thought crosses his mind again "Who is I?" "Am I really the one doing the thinking in order to exist?" then again, he realized there is someone else doing the thinking for him....but who might it be?
After some time out of lack of answers the man concluded it must be God.
The man quickly realized that if "I think therefore I am" the latter I exists in order for the first to think so that it may come into being, creating a paradox in which one relies on the other in order to exist.
"One of the "I"s is I and the other is the big other, God." the man realized that beacuse "god" exists in order to think for him so he can exist, it must mean he has power over "god" trought suicide. Once he stops existing "god" has no reason to exist making his existence meaningless.
The man concluded that he has the power of "god" and therefore he is "god". The problem is the man started worshipping himself, thinking he is above the rest, more englightened beacuse of his realizations on the buss at that moment.
He looked at the person sitting next to him, he saw in him an ant that needed to beg for mercy to the all powerfull "god". A false "god" that the man created.
The man lunched at the ant's throat telling him "Submit to us" the ant fought back. The ant colonny souronding him turned into a flock of sheep, colectivelly watching , observing the fight. Judging it.
They both struggled, overpowering one another. The man got killed and got doomed to live an eternity separated from the real God of love and forgiveness.
An existence worse than anything imaginable, at the same time experiencing the worst out of existence and inexistence, being left only to his thoughts, meaningless overthinking about thinking and overanalysing overthinking and overthinking overanalysis and the nature of overanalysing overanalysis while over thinking about it.....and soo on for eternity, his thinking never birthing an "I" into existence beacuse there never was an "I" to begin with. Only as a concept
Literal two pages look soo short here....Welp I hope you enjoyed my mid writting