This lack of purpose nearly is a purpose, at the very least it creates one. If the sole reason for being is to be for being's sake then what is there to stop anyone? I think therefore I am, I am therefore I continue.
I continue in this never ending collage of life, perhaps that is the only destiny of any creature, to be. Maybe then, everything we invent is merely our way of achieving that destiny, while still refuting its existence.
Maybe its all a lie, but that really wouldn't be a deviation from the norm.
-redbishopii
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