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to believe that there is no point to this. Even more comfortable to believe that there is nothing after this. The reason why, is because, if this is all meaningless, there are no limits, no reasoning, no real 'end to the saga'. And if you believe there is nothing after this, that means there are no real consequences, no final judgment about how you live. As fucked up as I am at times, I don't believe anyone is meaningless, although I do fear being in your position, what if my purpose is crappy? Or what if i never figure it out? But I totally get what you mean when you say: "I don't want to leave a print in this putrid society." I get the gist of it. Maybe not all the way down to it's core, but let's say I help some teenage boy get through some problems, I want it to be between me and him, I don't want to be known as some great person, or be on the news, or be some rockstar, because yeah, after I'm done existing, I don't want to exist anymore. As for advice, please, if any of this sounds even slightly rude, or care-less, please dismiss that feeling as that is not my objective. But why does it have to be a bad thing that you don't understand existence? I mean, where is the fun in that? The fact of the matter is, you are here... for a reason, and I know that your sick of hearing that, but your for sure not the only one who is clueless. I don't know what my purpose is. But I do know, that as pointless as it seems, life, this life, is a chance to prove to God that you give a crap. And in the end, you may be gay, a drunk, a rapist, whatever, but when you look God in the eyes on Judgment day, he'll know whether or not you even cared. And then, I think, and only then, is the only time everything will make sense. |