Ever wondered why it takes so much time to build a house of cards but so little to bring it down? Try to think of an inverse example, you can't, can you? One could even argue that the beauty of something resides on how easily it is destroyed or how big that destruction can be. The bigger they are the harder they fall, right?
Now, fucking things has been one of the top activities of mankind and doesn't seem to ever lose popularity, why is that? Cause it's a fun thing to do, think vandalism, doing drugs, cheating or even tossing your phone into the nearby river, sure, you'll have to get a new phone, but wasn't that fun?
The thing is we humans are hedonist-natured beings so even when we're not having a good time we're projecting ourselves into the next big hedonist adventure. Like when you're at your workplace, thinking about what you'll do with your free time or your earned money. So even when we're not fucking up we're still creating stuff we can fuck up later on. Isn't that fucked up?
So I've been taking some acting lessons in which we were instructed to slowly transition from homo sapiens to neanderthallic beasts and viceversa. I was amazed on how easy and fun it had been to dispose ourselves from ethical and social conducts and how painstakingly difficult it had been to recollect ourselves and create a functioning system of human beings. Yin yang I guess. It's just like the snakes and ladders game, sliding down can seem like a jolly good time till you realize how far up you have to get back, this climbing-up-to-go-down mechanic is a perfect equation of balanced karma, it really isn't that bad if you think about it, hell, at least its something that keeps us on our feet right?