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There is inherently no "end goal" of life.
We reproduce just for the sake of reproducing.
Often the question arises "what is the meaning of my life?" but that's a bad way to frame your actual question you are thinking "what is the meaning of the pointless suffering I am experiencing?". And you can reframe that question once again, by saying, "what is the REWARD for my pointless suffering?"
That's really what you are thinking of, by asking what is the meaning of your life. You want a reward for all the pointless suffering.
Suffering is perhaps the only thing all living creatures experience. You almost couldn't live had you not experienced it. And we almost seem to judge "strength" mental, and physical, by just how much suffering an individual is willing to endure for any amount of reward.
But I say this: no suffering is pointless. There is a reward in every piece of suffering you experience. A pessimist is one who sees the full degree of the suffering in the world. You might even call this a blackpilled person. An optimist is merely one who sees the hidden reward in the suffering. Both of them are right.
It is possible to know that your genetics are not good enough and still cheerfully choose to embrace the darkness. It's possible to know you will never be tall, never be good looking, never hold power in this world, never be anyone except a slightly improved version of the nobody you were born as, and choose to cheerfully accept it all almost as a challenge and say "let's carry on."
The strongest men in the past weren't given anything. They weren't tall, they weren't good looking, they didn't have success with women. These are all things that will make you accepted by others, and make your brain feel happy. But these are also things that make you weak, feel you are already good enough, so you stop improving, not willing to die because you are too afraid to lose what you have, not stoic because you aren't a friend of suffering and pain, you become weak, feminine, by being gifted with things without having to work for them.
In every bit of suffering there is reward you have to look for. Sometimes it's just an insight, sometimes it's pride in yourself merely for having endured it. What does not kill you makes you stronger.
And even more than this, we all die one day. We all get old faster than you think. In no time at all everyone reading this will be too old to even see clearly to read this message, and then every one of us gets lowered into a deep fucking hole. Men, realizing this, decided to chase greatness. Instead of indulging in the pleasures of the moment they chose eternal glory in a sport, an act, a piece of artwork, or merely making their life the art work by treating those around them like kings so they can merely be remembered in a favorable light by those around them.
The greatest men weren't given SHIT. Alexander the great was 5'0. Genghis Khan was an average looking gook and didn't want anyone to draw paintings of him until he was dead. Nikola Tesla was a recessed lefort 3 patient and invented electricity. Every philosopher was a lonely incel. Every great artist didn't have a wife either.
No suffering is pointless. What doesn't kill you, makes you stronger.
We reproduce just for the sake of reproducing.
Often the question arises "what is the meaning of my life?" but that's a bad way to frame your actual question you are thinking "what is the meaning of the pointless suffering I am experiencing?". And you can reframe that question once again, by saying, "what is the REWARD for my pointless suffering?"
That's really what you are thinking of, by asking what is the meaning of your life. You want a reward for all the pointless suffering.
Suffering is perhaps the only thing all living creatures experience. You almost couldn't live had you not experienced it. And we almost seem to judge "strength" mental, and physical, by just how much suffering an individual is willing to endure for any amount of reward.
But I say this: no suffering is pointless. There is a reward in every piece of suffering you experience. A pessimist is one who sees the full degree of the suffering in the world. You might even call this a blackpilled person. An optimist is merely one who sees the hidden reward in the suffering. Both of them are right.
It is possible to know that your genetics are not good enough and still cheerfully choose to embrace the darkness. It's possible to know you will never be tall, never be good looking, never hold power in this world, never be anyone except a slightly improved version of the nobody you were born as, and choose to cheerfully accept it all almost as a challenge and say "let's carry on."
The strongest men in the past weren't given anything. They weren't tall, they weren't good looking, they didn't have success with women. These are all things that will make you accepted by others, and make your brain feel happy. But these are also things that make you weak, feel you are already good enough, so you stop improving, not willing to die because you are too afraid to lose what you have, not stoic because you aren't a friend of suffering and pain, you become weak, feminine, by being gifted with things without having to work for them.
In every bit of suffering there is reward you have to look for. Sometimes it's just an insight, sometimes it's pride in yourself merely for having endured it. What does not kill you makes you stronger.
And even more than this, we all die one day. We all get old faster than you think. In no time at all everyone reading this will be too old to even see clearly to read this message, and then every one of us gets lowered into a deep fucking hole. Men, realizing this, decided to chase greatness. Instead of indulging in the pleasures of the moment they chose eternal glory in a sport, an act, a piece of artwork, or merely making their life the art work by treating those around them like kings so they can merely be remembered in a favorable light by those around them.
The greatest men weren't given SHIT. Alexander the great was 5'0. Genghis Khan was an average looking gook and didn't want anyone to draw paintings of him until he was dead. Nikola Tesla was a recessed lefort 3 patient and invented electricity. Every philosopher was a lonely incel. Every great artist didn't have a wife either.
No suffering is pointless. What doesn't kill you, makes you stronger.
