I have been thinking, y'all know, giving some action to the muscle up there, and I have kind of concluded that the only purpose of life is to get things done. Ya know what I mean and afirm, do ya? Yup, the already known.
Pretty nasty uh? Annoying pain in the ass this little unconcious purpose, isn't it? And it is the only one that moves us :)
We can also get into the "causality ideal", and the "first think, then exist", or "what am I doing here but complete this world as it completes me?", but only straightly thinking in actions, we born to complete what we begin there, or in other words, to make our life be done.
We came out of the womb and began breathing, there we started our first duty, keep ourselves alive, until we fulfill the process and get it done. We study, get better or good, or not, but don't stop until it is done, or as consecuence, get into something else to fulfill. We throw a rock or do a fire, so we change something, and get that something done.
This little speech of mine, which I try to explain and do not understand completely, creates the idea that diying with a lot of undone things would be very sad.
Get a grip on yourself Pablo, would ya?
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