After a series of exams, a couple of all-nighter exam-cram sessions, one screwed up sleeping pattern, and my watching Fight Club one more time, I'm finally in the mood for updating my blog.
Amidst sleepless hours, thousands of lines of text, gallons of coffee, numerous headache tablets, and the kind of silence that only night can bring, one can really meditate on one's purpose in life. Not that it'll necessarily do you any good, mind you.
"The determined scholar and the man of virtue will not seek to live at the expense of injuring their virtue. They will even sacrifice their lives to preserve their virtue complete." - Confucious
We've all questioned ourselves at one stage or another. You know you've questioned your morals, your beliefs, your outlooks, your purpose, ultimately, your very existence. And perhaps you've resolved to change yourself in ways that make you better. But then again, on the other side of the same coin, perhaps you've decided to make yourself "worse", or at least, that's what your moral reasoning would define the changes as.
The thing is, you've got to resign yourself to certain things in order to make your own life bearable. Wars are waged, hundreds of people are murdered on a daily basis, tens of thousands of people are apparently raped each day, but apart from that, you're doing fine, right?
Ultimately, I think every person needs to resign themselves to certain things. Life would be unbearable without the ability to resign ourselves to certain things. I could list many a thing that one might be forced to resign themselves to: the death of a loved one; losing something you hold dear; the fact that we're all going to die.
I could go on forever, but I think you catch what I'm hinting at. Basically, over the past few weeks, I've just been asking myself a series of questions for the past while that I'll leave you with to ponder on.
1. What is your purpose of life?
2. How frequently have you heard of people foregoing their moral beliefs simply because they make their life harder?
3. What have you resigned yourself to over the period of your life?
The more I live, the less I feel. The more I live, the more I choose to feel less.
Resignation: Sanity's refuge, I presume?
This is a manifestation of me, of who I am, of my thoughts, my dreams, my desires, my life, only all in text. It serves as an outlet, and most importantly, it allows me to laugh at myself.

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