I’ve been thinking about natural selection, how only the animals with the right genes get to pass on their DNA. I’ve never really seen a depressed wild animal, because in the wild it would just sit under a bush thinking what a shitty life it’s had, and then a bear would come and bite its head off. I was thinking wouldn’t it be great if all the meek and weak people, people who cant help themselves or who are somehow not fit for this world, basically people who find life harder and more of a choir than others, were the chosen diet of some sort of creature… Then I could be snuffed out through no fault of my own, it’d just be part of life and people would have to accept it. They’d all just think ‘a well it wasn’t to be, he didn’t have what it takes… a well there’s nothing we can do about it poor bastard’ Then I thought that maybe that creature is depression, maybe that’s what depression is for. To rid the world of people who have made a cock up of life, or don’t have the correct means to live a fulfilled existence. Maybe it fulfils a biological function. Maybe this is natural selection. Just some random thoughts that have been playing on my mind.