Philosophical Moments
I have them, and I never remember them. Tonight and last night, I thought this:
All along, I've been obsessed with some undefined goal, a finish line to this material race. It's why I love victory so much, be it in words or in points (competition, etcetera.)
If anyone is to truly enjoy life, he can't care at all about the ends. The means do not justify the ends, nor do they lead to ends at all. The means ARE the ends. Chew on that.
All along, I've been obsessed with some undefined goal, a finish line to this material race. It's why I love victory so much, be it in words or in points (competition, etcetera.)
If anyone is to truly enjoy life, he can't care at all about the ends. The means do not justify the ends, nor do they lead to ends at all. The means ARE the ends. Chew on that.