Asklemmy

Purpose?

I don't know.

To quote Carl Sagan, “We are a way for the cosmos to know itself.”

I'm just here to raise entropy.

To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate the beauty; to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch Or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded!

• Ralph Waldo Emerson

Learning.

To crush my enemies, see them driven before me and hear the lamentations of their women

To discover and adhere to an objectively moral life.

Spend your life enjoying it and helping others enjoy theirs. As the universe unfolds, we've only got this one brief moment of consciousness before we disappear, we have to make our life filled with as much happiness as we can. And help others fill theirs.

To work for some asshole and make just enough money to get by.

Help each other.

To crush your enemies, see them driven before you, and hear the lamentations of their women.

Not to die today

To enjoy the world and minimize how much I prevent others from enjoying it as well.

To make as many people as uncomfortable as I humanly can.

ideally producing scientific research and art but in practice I'm just trying to minimize my own suffering :/

To save as many animals as I can

On a cosmic timescale, facilitate a world with minimal suffering and maximal fulfillment.

Nothing!

My purpose in life is to produce poop and pee. I work hard so that I can afford food and water so that I can eventually poo and pee. I have an urge to reproduce so that my children can also poop and pee.

To end it peacefully

To be furiously myself.

Of course there's "how do you define yourself" but I discover it every day and it changes spectrally every few weeks (it better) so my definition is wrong over and over again. And I'm right over and over again too. Am I drunk?

It's hard to define in words, since words lose meaning and are imperfect when they leave your mouth.
But I feel well-defined when I turn a gun game into a tea party. Or a tea party into a gun game.
When I stay up wake to grab an extra bite of time, or when I do jack shit to stare at cool red cirrus clouds. I'm defined when I fuck up but bite my way up the wall into a standing position.
When I write something down and look back at it later -- "wow, I was smart" or "wow, I was braindead" -- then do it again.
Decorate my room, or make my lock screen pretty, or reanimate a useless skill.

I'm only a little opinionated though. If I download a personality, that's still me. If I 180, that's still me. If I'm dead wrong and eat advice, that's still me.

I'm not gonna carpe diem into a crime spree but my time is fucking mine so fuck everything (romantically/derogatorily)

To "live", and by "live" I mean experience and creat Art. I don't need more nor less.

Correct the mistakes of my ancestors.

I used to be flourishing as an artist. Now I'm just trying to not end up in a camp within the next 4+ years

curiosity

To annoy my wife.

Crush the patriarchy and bring about equity and equality. And jacking the hog…

Being as comfortable as possible

To reduce human suffering by some degree, even if it's insignificant in the big picture.

Currently just trying to be a girl, be kind, and trying to help the people around me.

To spend time with the people I love.

I'm on a life-long quest to finding the EXIT from this matrix. For this I have to become the supreme lord of Holy C