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I think my problem in life is that I chased money and I was bad at the chase
| disco fries | 01/07/25 |
| Nippon Professional Baseball | 01/07/25 |
| jinja | 01/07/25 |
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Date: January 7th, 2025 10:54 PM Author: disco fries (his own flesh as well as all space was still a cage) I don't think I have what it takes to be a super rich person. I think that that is my downfall. I think I would be happier if I just accepted it. I guess it was beaten into me from many sources that the most important thing in the world is how much money you have and what your social status is. But my real realization this year was that I see that I have very little social status as it is. I'm just a man with a wife and a family. Very ordinary. Money can't help my situation either. Unless I was like a billionaire, and that's not going to happen. So what was the point? |
Date: January 7th, 2025 11:09 PM Author: Nippon Professional Baseball Let’s run train on some sluts (http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5660627&forum_id=2#48530078) |
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Date: January 7th, 2025 11:33 PM Author: jinja Thankfully there is no singular objective answer that would satisfy nor that can be prescribed (and therefore become a method of control for others gazing into your life) Each vessel constructed to hold a soul or souls has a main life quest of sorts and then many many many side quests, some innate to the vessel, some handed off by an overworked angel in a state of panic, some created from scratch from parts in your environ, some taken off the bodies of defeated enemies, some silently added to your quest log simply from being in neither the right nor wrong place at the right nor wrong time. The colloquial Jewish term for these things is "mitzvah" and they say it's the most important thing that a vessel does on this Earth, to the point that where even for people afflicted with extreme health conditions they may suddenly find themselves in miraculously restored health so that some arcane and seemingly unimportant task may be completed Most of these mitzvahs I've performed over the years were all both more memorable and more rewarding to my soul than any check or payout I've received. In fact, after age 22 or so I can't even distinguish, let alone really remember, a single exchange of currency that I was a participant in. I still remember most of my good deeds though even when they are as mundane as finding someone's car keys and walking around a Best Buy cold-asking for the owner or helping some old frail guy move stuff from a storage unit into his truck |