What Are We Coming To?

I believe that life in and of itself is a conspiracy. We were all created just to be in some huge industry to improve the world. A place where the individual does not matter, but rather the world as a whole. People were created simply to be robots. To do work. What kind of work I'm still not sure of...It may go along the lines of war, industry, art....Anything of that sorts. But we all can't get our minds on one thing to do together. Thus, the world is just a woven together communion of humans slowly being torn apart by unwanted individuality. And then the world ends and the earth's life work is destroyed. Therefore, life has no point. We're all going to die sometime, and it doesn't matter when. Because as soon as you die, another person is born to replace you. How does that make you feel?