"Man is nothing else but what he makes of himself," said Sartre, yet what is this “self” but, as Heraclitus whispered, a river that can never be stepped into twice? Plato urged that "the unexamined life is not worth living," but can life ever be fully examined, or do we peer through shadows on the wall, mistaking illusion for truth? Nietzsche declared, "he who has a why to live can bear almost any how," but what if the universe itself is silent, offering no why, only an endless how?
There is no universal, objective "why" for one's existence. I myself live in order to defy and spite a universe that doesn't care or even acknowledge me. Some live for money, some for love.
It is true, if you have a reason to move forward in your life, then you will manage it. But the problem is that many are seeking to be given a purpose, a reason. When doesn't come, they die. You instead have to give yourself your own purpose.
You are right to say that the universe offers no "why"—it is not a teacher, nor a judge, but an empty stage. Yet, perhaps that absence of meaning is not a void to be cursed, but a freedom to be embraced. If existence carried an inherent purpose, it would chain us to a script written by something outside ourselves. Instead, meaninglessness hands us the pen. To live in defiance of a mute cosmos is still to live by a choice of your own making, and in that act, you affirm your existence against silence.
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Tf is “One of the grates” supposed to mean, or did we really just make an entire new tag off of misspelling “great”
They're both normal girls instead of one of them being a futa? BOOOOOOOOOOOOOORING
Its lwk hard to find some good yuri these days, but this is cinema
Some good and healthy comics are always welcome
Me and who? Me and my beautiful girlfriend that's who, Boom! Mic drop (We're lesbian)
Let's go lesbians!!!
nice
That was pretty cute, ngl
"Man is nothing else but what he makes of himself," said Sartre, yet what is this “self” but, as Heraclitus whispered, a river that can never be stepped into twice? Plato urged that "the unexamined life is not worth living," but can life ever be fully examined, or do we peer through shadows on the wall, mistaking illusion for truth? Nietzsche declared, "he who has a why to live can bear almost any how," but what if the universe itself is silent, offering no why, only an endless how?
"Why" is a creation of the self.
There is no universal, objective "why" for one's existence. I myself live in order to defy and spite a universe that doesn't care or even acknowledge me. Some live for money, some for love.
It is true, if you have a reason to move forward in your life, then you will manage it. But the problem is that many are seeking to be given a purpose, a reason. When doesn't come, they die. You instead have to give yourself your own purpose.
You are right to say that the universe offers no "why"—it is not a teacher, nor a judge, but an empty stage. Yet, perhaps that absence of meaning is not a void to be cursed, but a freedom to be embraced. If existence carried an inherent purpose, it would chain us to a script written by something outside ourselves. Instead, meaninglessness hands us the pen. To live in defiance of a mute cosmos is still to live by a choice of your own making, and in that act, you affirm your existence against silence.
How dare you expose me like that
lesbian porn :)