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1. 🇳🇴 Thor — backup account (thorthenorseman@octodon.social)'s status on Monday, 10-Sep-2018 06:24:35 EDT 🇳🇴 Thor — backup account

   You know, I don't really want a job. I just need money. I don't want to make things for people who are only wanting said things because they themselves need money.

   I don't really want anything except to stay alive and do whatever the hell I want at any given moment, and I never know what I want ahead of time.

   I don't want to run a business either, because that involves being a salesman, and I hate to bug people.

   I'd be completely fine if I didn't have to worry about money.

   1. 🇳🇴 Thor — backup account (thorthenorseman@octodon.social)'s status on Monday, 10-Sep-2018 06:37:02 EDT 🇳🇴 Thor — backup account

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      Having to perform some kind of labour to stay alive is timeless, of course. Even a wild animal has to hunt or forage for food.

      The problem is that I'm not quite seeing the point. I can exist in a sort of bubble where I pretend that whatever goal I set for myself at a given moment is the point, but whenever I try to think about it, and question why I have the goal, nothing turns up.

      Every story has an anchor. My story doesn't. Therefore, it isn't a story. It's just a series of events.

      1. 🇳🇴 Thor — backup account (thorthenorseman@octodon.social)'s status on Monday, 10-Sep-2018 06:41:38 EDT 🇳🇴 Thor — backup account

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         The meaning of my life is thus... a series of events? And in these events, I'm supposed to find meaning? I can't find it if there is one. Things just are, aren't they? Life goes on until it doesn't. How is this supposed to motivate me into doing anything?

         1. 🇳🇴 Thor — backup account (thorthenorseman@octodon.social)'s status on Monday, 10-Sep-2018 06:48:36 EDT 🇳🇴 Thor — backup account

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            As far as I can tell, I have only two primary motivators: Fear and boredom.

            Fear of poverty makes me find work. Fear of disease makes me take care of my health. Fear of rejection makes me polite.

            Boredom makes me read. Boredom makes me create. Boredom makes me talk to people.