To save as many animals as I can

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)

Not to die today

To discover and adhere to an objectively moral life.

Learning.

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

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.

I hope to leave whatever spaces I inhabit better than before I was there. I also want to be a cute girl with a cute tummy and thick thighs. I believe these are both aligned with one another.

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

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

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

it doesnt matter

To annoy my wife.

I don’t know.