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If you fail to kill yourself, it could just as well be a botched suicide, for even if you survive a suicide attempt that no other human could've it isn't necessarily evidence of immortality.

 

If you kill yourself, you still won't be able to find out if you're immortal or not because you'll either have died before realizing you're capable of dying, or end up in an afterlife with the same question all over again. 

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If you fail to kill yourself, it could just as well be a botched suicide, for even if you survive a suicide attempt that no other human could've it isn't necessarily evidence of immortality.

 

If you kill yourself, you still won't be able to find out if you're immortal or not because you'll either have died before realizing you're capable of dying, or end up in an afterlife with the same question all over again. 

good point, well, maybe slitting your wrists would be the best way to find out?then again, if there's an afterlife, i'm generally sure you'd at least comprehend that you have died. interesting situation though. i'd rather not find out myself, but if anybody's been testing it, feel free to share the results of your studies.

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I have a broken legacy to fix.  I have a family to feed.  I have goals.  I have desires.  I have dreams.  I have to to fix all the things wrong with me and beat that weakness--that label that's been put on me--and make all the bastards who said I couldn't do it, turn over in their graves.

 

I already proved my dad wrong when I said I couldn't graduate from high school.

 

I already proved my uncles wrong when they said I'd be living with mother until I was 40.

 

And I already proved the funking streets wrong when they thought they determined I would be dead by the time I was eighteen, or locked up before I hit 21.

 

And I ain't done yet.  No stopping.  No quitting.  No sleeping.  I can sleep when I die.  And that's what drives me.

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The new rules prevent me from saying...

I love you

I have a broken legacy to fix.  I have a family to feed.  I have goals.  I have desires.  I have dreams.  I have to to fix all the things wrong with me and beat that weakness--that label that's been put on me--and make all the bastards who said I couldn't do it, turn over in their graves.

 

I already proved my dad wrong when I said I couldn't graduate from high school.

 

I already proved my uncles wrong when they said I'd be living with mother until I was 40.

 

And I already proved the funking streets wrong when they thought they determined I would be dead by the time I was eighteen, or locked up before I hit 21.

 

And I ain't done yet.  No stopping.  No quitting.  No sleeping.  I can sleep when I die.  And that's what drives me.

No offense dude, but you're a funking role model

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I love you

 

No offense dude, but you're a funking role model

 

Shoutout to my mom and my grandma for how they raised me and the values and beliefs they instilled in me.  Cuz I would just be another statistic without them.  Your kind words are appreciated.

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I'm honestly unsure. Most days I feel like I just do what I do just because...and for no other reason beyond that. I don't have a whole lot of actual motivation. I want to create things, but, that doesn't really feel like something that drives me to get up and do sheet. I never really thought about it. I thought reading these replies would make me come up with something but I'm still drawing a blank.

I'm fairly apathetic about it all, I guess.

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