Inconsequential

It’s either an importance of worth, or an importance of a sacrifice to the worth. But, the important bit doesn’t go away.
Is that a compulsion? No clue. Maybe my misanthropy is a result of feeling more important than society. Maybe the clue to selflessness is to stop being selfish about selflessness? Does that even make sense…
Ultimately, it just comes back in circles. And it doesn’t really end, you just stop midway. If you can. Or never start, that works too.
But did it matter? This is getting frustrating. Things do matter. And a lot have a hand in hand with others that we have not figured out. At least, others that I can’t communicate.
All I know is, a lot more is supposed to matter to us right now than is.