make my mark

i just want to make my mark on time. cut me a slit so everyone can watch time bleed. remember me. is it all for nothing? how many like me are to be lost in time. forgotten. as if their of no importance. make my mark to let everyone know what not only what i stood for. my understanding of what life is suppose to mean. a great percent of people do not stand. blinded by religion. and i do not give a damn for it's nonsense. it takes so much away from what we really are. stealing life's meaning. it's importance. how did we get to this point in life? when did we forget or shall i say taught to disrespect our own existence? who does not want to live forever. seriously? and to want it is to refuse a god. he is a man made story? wtf are we that dumbfounded? we have a limited window to enjoy its precious gift. and we shield ourselves with fictional characters because we can not accept our own true fate. scared. this just forces me to turn on the unreal. unwilling to face the facts we all face. we were born to die for one.