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I thought it might be interesting to put all my status updates (The philosophical ones, that is) in one place, since I've made a couple. I've also fixed some grammar issues. This doesn't contain my poetry. I'm gonna shoot for one a week for a while.

 

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3/14/25 Take a Breath.

The hunt for meaning, both of this life and the next, is inherently meaningless. Like everyone else, I've thought about things like: Who am I? Why am I here? What do I want? But in all honesty? I don't think it matters.  We always hunger for the next big thing, the next promotion, going to college, or making it in Hollywood. Because of this, we can never take a step back and just breathe. What matters is living a life that makes you happy, but seeking happiness can be hard. I know I've

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9/29/25: What If?

Do you ever wonder who you would be if everything were different? What if you were straight? Would you have more guy friends? Would you feel you belong? Would you experience that fanciful mystery of young love? What if you grew up somewhere else? A place where people talk to each other outside their houses, where you could go places when you were young? What if I were born a different man in a different time in a different place? Would the world still go on the same? Sometime

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7/12/25: Faith

Nothing in this world irritates me more than self-righteous "pagans," who demand that everyone subscribes to their Orthodoxy. Most aren't pagans, but rather Heathenists, worshipping a reconstructed religion. I have seen some suggest that the Norse gods don't get jealous, or threaten, or get angry - have they read anything ever? A wholly different person claimed that Pagonism is a set, defined religion that requires more "effort" than nature walks.  HUMAN SPIRITUALITY ISN'T ABOUT EFFORT

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10/2/25: Hope

Hope is the oldest dream of all; the dream of a better tomorrow is one every man has felt. Sometimes all we have is hope, and in those days we cling to it like a drowning man. Even when we know it will do nothing, it is better to die standing, howling in pain as we bleed from our grip on the razor-sharp edge, than go quietly into the dark, whimpering. I will hope, always. I will cling to that hope, even when days are bleak, when the moon goes dark and the air is cold; I will hold on to

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