Unironically, all I got is the 14 words and the absurdist philosophy of Dark Souls to get me out of bed. I'm pushing the boulder up a hill because, whether I have kids or not, I want the next generation to have an easier time when they inevitably push the boulder in my stead. We've inherited a dying flame. Either it dies with us, or it is revived by us...I'm too afraid of the end to let that flame die, not on my watch. I don't want us to stagnate or die out. There's so much more we could do. As a nation. As a race. As a species.
It's painful, not having a goal past my own lifetime except longevity of the bloodline. If I could just find something I love doing, I want my sons to inherit the fruits of it, as something to remember me by. As something to expand on. Maybe I might be like the creator of Oasis from Ready Player One? Or just a technician who helps create servers for others to suit their own ends. Maybe a craftsman who makes the family a house of their own or furnishes it and makes it feel homely. Anything that provides some tangible product or service that will remind people of who I was...
Kinda this. My only goal in life is to improve the life of someone. To give them that flame to keep going on with their own life and find their meaning in life.
Basically just to bring someone up out of the ashes when they thought they were finished, relight their torch and send them on their way.
I was born in incredible poverty, and in an abusive home, with dreams of freedom and fortune.
I'm 23 and I feel older every day but I still try to write pony, even though the show and fandom gets deader every week. A few years ago I could have given you a big speech on my determination but at this point, I think I'm just scared of how much regret I'd feel when dying in a hospital bed without having accomplished something.
I get up and plod on because the only other option is a bullet to the head.
I may be a coward in many ways but the least I can do is not bring sorrow to the few people in this world who love and care about me.
Lately however Ive been finding more strength in myself out of sheer desperation to keep going. I find that being redpilled isnt enough. And the knowledge will devour you from within if you cant find a way to apply it in a pragmatic way. My goal now is simply to be more /ub/. Get fit and read more. I hope that I can at least find peace in that I really tried, even if I am destined to lose.
I don't know. I feel like my fear of dying alone and unfulfilled is the only thing left to motivate me.
I'd really like to know. I've been trying to parse it out myself, increasingly so over the past few weeks. I keep drawing blanks more or less.
knowing i am the descendant of my patriotic ancestors and i am a man of the white race that comes from a beautiful racial history and i seek to improve everything around me all in the name of our race
i have no other desire other than to be a man of the white race, a man that will help his race together with other white men or alone, i live for my people and i will die for my people, i have no other destiny other than to exist for my people
without this belief i would mean nothing to the people, world, my ancestors and my family and i would have no meaning so i seek to improve myself because my ancestry would mean nothing if i were to race mix or if i gave myself to over to Judaism
Making two pastel-colored horses proud of me as a person and also desire for knowledge.