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Is there a purpose? Or do we do what we've been trained to do. If our ancestors didn't work, would we?
Our purpose is to prepare for death. Or rather make a feeble attempt at ignoring it, or running away from it.
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"Two roads divirged in the wood and I, I took the one less travelled by, and that has made all the difference"
-Robert Frost
"The road to hell is paved with good intentions"
-Old proverb
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