I owe a debt to a certain “Pink Rabbit” which I believe is still outstanding. He’s my oldest drinking buddy, and without him I wouldn’t have discovered the “water of life”. So, I’m here till he is satisfied I’ve paid my dues and…have abstained from shooting/skinning/eating rabbits for the foreseeable future.
I think there is no meaning if you look at it in an objective way. The good part there is that you can give it the meaning you want and pursue whatever you’d like. Happiness, love, money, fame, sex, whatever, you name it.
As for me, i had a few “goals” back then (decent job, my own family, love, singing), but after years of “life circumstances” now i’d say none. Now i’m barely trying to decide if i’ll live a couple more years until a loved one passes away (family member, due to age) or just pull the plug.
M, I feel the same way. I just don’t see any reason to live. Nothing makes me happy or even give me the feeling of being happy. I am empty. I just wish I had the ability to end it. I’m just suffering and stuck in this limbo.
I often wonder what we are alive for. What the purpose is. I guess one could say it’s what you make of it. Others could say it’s to help the less fortunate. To bond, to be human and to love. For the religious, do God’s work. Others could say it’s a mixture of all of it. For me, I don’t know. What keeps me alive? Again, not sure. The whole “you’re going to kill your family with your actions” story is just barely enough to keep me going. I guess it’s my fear of the afterlife. We religious people are told that we’ll go to hell if we end our own lives. But I didn’t ask to be born. Why do I have to keep suffering? Haven’t I waited long enough for the light at the end of the tunnel to appear?
I don’t know. But I’m still here. For how long is the big question.
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I owe a debt to a certain “Pink Rabbit” which I believe is still outstanding. He’s my oldest drinking buddy, and without him I wouldn’t have discovered the “water of life”. So, I’m here till he is satisfied I’ve paid my dues and…have abstained from shooting/skinning/eating rabbits for the foreseeable future.
I think there is no meaning if you look at it in an objective way. The good part there is that you can give it the meaning you want and pursue whatever you’d like. Happiness, love, money, fame, sex, whatever, you name it.
As for me, i had a few “goals” back then (decent job, my own family, love, singing), but after years of “life circumstances” now i’d say none. Now i’m barely trying to decide if i’ll live a couple more years until a loved one passes away (family member, due to age) or just pull the plug.
M, I feel the same way. I just don’t see any reason to live. Nothing makes me happy or even give me the feeling of being happy. I am empty. I just wish I had the ability to end it. I’m just suffering and stuck in this limbo.
I often wonder what we are alive for. What the purpose is. I guess one could say it’s what you make of it. Others could say it’s to help the less fortunate. To bond, to be human and to love. For the religious, do God’s work. Others could say it’s a mixture of all of it. For me, I don’t know. What keeps me alive? Again, not sure. The whole “you’re going to kill your family with your actions” story is just barely enough to keep me going. I guess it’s my fear of the afterlife. We religious people are told that we’ll go to hell if we end our own lives. But I didn’t ask to be born. Why do I have to keep suffering? Haven’t I waited long enough for the light at the end of the tunnel to appear?
I don’t know. But I’m still here. For how long is the big question.