Why is it so fucking hard for people to just be kind to each other?

Why is it so fucking hard for people to just be kind to each other?
Respect each other, find your happiness, enjoy being alive while it lasts. Wether your joy be dancing or driving or designing, do what makes you happy as long as it doesn't endanger anyone else and it should all be good.

How did we end up so divided?

And why do we want to be stupid so badly? There's nothing wrong with admitting someone else is smarter than you, were all individuals, but why cling so hard to beliefs that only hurt?
What benefit is there to pretending that the climate isn't changing? What benefit is there to pretending like medicine for our fellow man ain't important?
What's with the hatred towards those smarter than you? I get it if their assholes but surely we should then just hate shitty people. It can't just be because of money. You can't take it with you.

Surely it's better to be remembered for being kind than it is to be remembered for being a bastard. Money can buy all the ears in the world but it can't buy true friendship.

When did compassion become a character flaw? When did it become better to divide ourselves? When did it become better to defend men who shit on our heads? Is it because they've so long sold us the lie that someday we might get to do the shitting? Why would you want to?

Someday we'll learn we're all human, that we're all brothers, and that it's better to love and create and unite them to hate and destroy and divide. Well all be free to dance in the sunlight we've made for each other, and love in the light of a peaceful moon.

Why do we hate each other when loving is so much easier?

If we do it right, it wouldn't take much to make the world peaceful. All we gotta do is learn to love each other.

I have a small dick

You just go right on ahead to some advanced corrective surgery institute and forward to them that I need a big dick, so I can stop being terminally-envious of guys with big dicks, and I can get laid at the age of 47

Alternatively, you can drive out to the nearest desert and fuck yourself with a cactus while I sit here doing the same thing I've been doing for ever: hating people

I think a lot of it has to do with the "ignorance is bliss" effect. Where people choose not to care simply because their egos are too fragile to be exposed to the consequences of their own actions. People would rather brush someone off after hurting them instead of realizing their own mistake.

move to japan, you'll be a god among men.

because hitler figured out that there is a specific group of individuals whose job it is to deliberatly make people fight eachother

If op is serious, then i'm sorry but you're missing a huge part of human psychology in your thought process. Though it's nice to see that you have such great intentions, you can't just forget the fact that not everyone things the same. A lot of people, for their happiness, want others to be happy. In those cases almost none of them are positive, since the way they want to make others happy is never a one size fits all since that couldn't work. Individuality is the reason we're so fucked up. I mean there's a lot more to it but for all i know you give no shits so no point wasting time explaining unless you really wanna talk this out.

TLDR YOUR ALL FAGGOTS

Suck oats from the tip of my cock and die faggot

Because we haven't achieved the perfect communist utopia yet.

No judgement here brother, the only dick that matters is the dick in your spirit. You try loving and you'll find a girl who cares about that one far more than the other.

That's probably a lot of it. What would we have to do to make people care about each other though?
What do you say to someone to convince them that we can all get along and everything can be good?

I want to be a preacher and travel the world helping people love each other but I don't know where to start on talkin. There's so much that needs fixing and people don't want to hear about the problem much less the solution.

how do you get people to think? About themselves, about other people, and about how both lives would be better if we loved instead of fighting?

Your head's pretty fucking far up your arse, do you know that?

>How did we end up so divided?
We're "divided" because we're being forced together. It's an unnatural state.
White people don't belong around niggers. Smart people don't belong around idiots.
People who eat meat don't belong around vegetarians.
Etc.

The more we're forced together, that more we'll despise each other.
Eventually, it will all blow up and people start killing other people. It's inevitable.

Well one thing that hit me pretty hard a while back was the phrase "The first step to fixing a problem is admitting there is one". I feel like the best way to go about having people recognize it, is reassure the fact that it's okay to admit when something is wrong, even if it's one's self or actions.

See what I mean? You find it easier to point to someone to hate rather than find a way to love. You make excuses, even in jest, because it's better than realizing our lives are short and we waste them on hate.

People don't need to all be the same. It's our differences that make us interesting. But we gotta learn to appreciate those differences without hating each other for them.

I can go downtown and have a drink with a black man, a drink with a Jewish man, a drink with an Irish man and a drink with a Chinese man and know that every one of them has got their own life story worth hearing and every story is diffrent from mine. If they weren't diffrent stories I wouldn't care to hear them.

Why hate brother?

Be kind and hope that others follow your example.

Explain what makes you angry. We can talk it out.

Were all human. Hatred comes from nonunderstanding. All it takes is 10 minutes to trade your story with a stranger and both of you walk away a bit better. The only way those stories mean nothing is if you tell yourself they mean nothing.

What's your story brother?

Exactly. If we sit in a boiling pot too long we die, no matter how much we insist the pot ain't boiling. You just gotta ask yourself; "why am I doing what I'm doing right now?" And if the answer don't make you happy then you gotta look it over more.

Kill yourself

Precisely. Well, I'll be heading to bed. It was nice to have a peaceful conversation on such a normally chaotic site. Have a good night!

What is your story?

I'm ready to listen.

You have value, you are human, you are capable of love, and though the world does its best to beat it outi of you you can't let it win.

Tell me your story and I will love you.

but you can't understand how teach of them has lived their lives, have loved or hated their lives or others, or reasons for doing so. Or how to make them happy in a stupid number of ways. Or how fix their and everyone around them's problems. Putting a happy blanket on the world won't stop all the shit that's going down because you can't make things good indirectly only directly which'd take too much resources.

Good night brother. You give me hope.

>Hatred comes from nonunderstanding.
I understand certain people enough to determine that I don't want them around. I probably wouldn't piss on you if you were on fire. Why should we be forced to spend time together?

We bred a population of about 8 billion of us before we could really develop the human mind and society to be intelligent enough to not do primitive barbaric chimp shit like enjoy the suffering of others, or kill for fun, or breed 8 billion of ourselves until it destroys everything and then ourselves. Sure, there's your occasional Einstein or Planck or Bohr in there, but we're talking one out of a billion, and the rest of us usually make their lives as miserable as possible, resist what they discover, and/or just kill them anyway.

All that's left for the species is to run itself out.
The only truly compassionate thing to do is not drag it out, but speed it up, with a carefully engineered bioweapon. Shouldn't be long.

You can't put a blanket on it. You gotta go in there and pull the teeth of hatred one by one. Sit with each and every person and listen to their story, and let them know that even if no one else does, you love them. It will take time, and work, and I know it won't be easy. I know there's no magic pill, and no magic bullet for happiness, but you can listen to each story and find a way to bring that person to the love.

Loving is gay.
u r faget

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Tell me your story brother.
Tell me what hardened your heart.
Was it one heavy blow, or a thousand unending light ones?
Don't worry, no matter your story, I've got enough love for you.

If we can learn to love each other there's hope. Sure, we grow faster than we can think, but our own nature is the biggest monster we gotta fight and we've seen the cracks in its armor. We've seen that people can love. If we can all learn to love then nothing can stand against us.

Because I have to make sure that you aren't doing anything that will make my imaginary god upset.

Tell me your story.

I believe we can believe whatever we want to believe, as long as it makes things better for everyone. If god tells you to love, then love, but if god tells you to kill, then what kind of god is he? If he created love then he too can be loved until he is free of hate.

Too many people have already caused problems and will continue to cause problems for any form of numbers to support this in the slightest, there are far too many issues in the world, both existent and yet to exist, for this to even be feasible

Also you can't tell that to someone who's too brainwashed to accept everything that's written and you can't re-write a hypnotised brain without doing exactly what you're fighting against.

Not for one person, but if more learn to love then they can listen to others stories and they can listen and then they can listen.

You can never give up, but success is made all the sweeter by the knowledge that you helped lead someone else to the love.
You got your heart in The right place. I can tell. But you look at the odds against you and don't think you can beat them. The odds are made of other people, and other people can be taught to love. There's always an in.

Then you gotta love them till they can't do anything but love you back. Even if it means taking a thousand lashes across the back, you gotta keep letting them know that you love them.
You gotta listen to their story, and ask them questions. Hatred cannot stand up to introspection.

because kindness is just something the weak made up to feel better about the fact bastard jerk assholes win 99 times out of 100

Tell me your story brother. Who did what to make you feel the way you do?

And rest assured, no matter what hate you sling at me, I love you and you can't change that.