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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required IV. Another I think I’ll bring up you can’t realize right now, your brain has not yet reached this point, youth just will not allow you to see what older men see, when they’ve reached thirty-five, that most ‘fun’ has no real meaning, that you can’t live on 'good times.' When the parties just seem boring, when sex becomes routine, when alcohol is an anchor, you’ll wonder what it means? What is the purpose of your life, what are you doing here, it’s frightening to contemplate, when those thoughts first appear. We’re made to seek greater meaning, a weight that grows with time, something that defies forever, that’s awesome and sublime. For most people that’s their children, their mark on future years, for others it’s some great project, that says we were once here, A book, a song, some daring feat, accomplishment, in short, something that speaks to those unborn, that coming minds exhort. It’s not something we can avoid, our minds always fear death, if there’s no greater meaning for us oblivion is what’s left. Nihilists say it’s all nothing, a game we shouldn’t play, their lives become a living death, men should not live that way. As far as we know the cosmos are void of living things, which means us limited humans are the living brass ring. Do we just them throw up our hands, and say who gives a damn? We’re going to die anyways, why build something that stands? When literally we might be the only chance that life expands through the meaningless void and brings some sort of light? That would be the greatest tragedy to ever come to mind, you need to grow and find purpose, and leave something behind.
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