Do you ever just think “what is life all about?”

Bit deep this so bear with me - I have starting having more moments where I just wake up and think what the fuck is all about?

Now I have lived a life and had many experiences and stresses and usual tribulations but just recently I have started to think about the fact that we are on a planet spinning around at millions of miles an hour and all I care about is the fact we finished 1 point above Liverpool?

It’s mental the fact we are all here living isn’t it! ? Just mental

Life without purpose is worthless. We tend to find purpose, just in very different things. Some which we think are important, some which we know aren't important but just give us a short term buzz, and then, rarely, those things that really do mean something. Up to you to find your purpose though.
 
Bit deep this so bear with me - I have starting having more moments where I just wake up and think what the fuck is all about?

Yes, all the time, sleep, work, feed, rinse and repeat, little bit of enjoyment here and there, but whats the point really? A few short years and all you've been and done will be gone.

I've done my bit for the continuation of the species, so at least for her formative years there was a purpose to being here

FWIW my approach to life is now do what the hell I want as long as it doesn't hurt anyone else, cos nothing matters much anyway (other than beating the dippers obviously)
 
Yep, on a regular basis.

The older i get the more I realise that a big fuck off asteroid wiping out the planet would be no great shakes.
 
Yes, all the time, sleep, work, feed, rinse and repeat, little bit of enjoyment here and there, but whats the point really? A few short years and all you've been and done will be gone.

I've done my bit for the continuation of the species, so at least for her formative years there was a purpose to being here

FWIW my approach to life is now do what the hell I want as long as it doesn't hurt anyone else, cos nothing matters much anyway (other than beating the dippers obviously)

When I find that **** who insulted my coat I am going to make him think what is it all about. I dreamt last night I tied him naked to a tree and shot him repeatedly with a bow and arrow through the night. I must have fired five hundred arrows. I carried it on when I woke up at 6am this morning and spent between 6 and 7 putting salt and vinegar in his wounds. I think I need some help.
 

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