I Didn’t Come This Far To Only Come This Far

the point of life is persistence. im not talking about like, the pink pussy hats, she who persists nevertheless, not that shit. im saying the answer to the big question, “what is the point of all of this shit, why am i here,” that supposedly nobody knows the answer to, well i figured it out and its real simple. listen: everything is trying to kill you. the point of life is to live. if you’re trying to figure out what your purpose is, you’re already living it just by asking the question. animals (im betting) don’t wonder why they exist. the point of being a human animal is that for whatever reason, evolutionary or spiritual or both, you’re able to think about that shit. and none of us really need to. so if you’re thinking about it then you’re good. persisting and not giving in to the pull of death at all corners is quite literally the point of living. that’s the most you could do. just keep trying and don’t kill yourself and don’t let anyone else kill you either