Mail: Santa Isn't Real... and that's okay

Btw. TFM, Entropy (lack of existence) is the opposite of space.

"There is no normal life. There is only life." - Doc Holiday.
What I finally figured out & Jim along with so many others need to realize is that your life is the meaning of your life. Nothing & no one can else give your life meaning. If you're dependant upon something/someone else to give your life meaning, you're setting yourself up for failure.

I remember waking up excited for Christmas and sneaking out and learning its just the parents. I remember learning of the mind& psychology& and hypnosis. I always questioned asmuch as i could. I was fascinated by drugs and insanity. Buti wouldn't do drugs i experimented but my goal or awareness was to get high or live a better life by hypnosis when ever I wanted. I in my quest of insanity accepted i wanted to die so i did in my mind and i would become the spirit inhabiting my puppet of a body. From then on i emulated the emulation 3D games. i remember watching matrix in high school the first day it came out and i thought that was cool cause i got it. It wasn't special it was affirming. And yet i was still so unaware and stupid, enough to waste my youth on the young, I constantly studied and had to look for father figures. I had to die many times over as i began to revel in my loney murderous reinvention of my self. I would watch as society followed in my foot steps, and i would catch up on what i missed. I strove to develop a robust character. I might be an autist sociopath, a niliist and a person of blind faith yet inhabit humanity and my reach is growing. i hope you like the taste of my meat.

Jim is at a huge turning point in his life, but he's almost there. Don't fucking quit halfway through the race, if you keep pushing, keep trying you WILL get there. Self-pity is the only prophecy through which everything you tel yourself will come true. "I'm worthless, I can't take it, it's too painful, I can't accept reality!" If you just keep telling yourself that, I PROMISE you it will come true. Self pity consumes everything around you like a vacuum and leaves only itself. Fucking stop feeling sorry for yourself. Nothing good will come of your death, you wont bee "free from pain" you'll only be fucking dead and we'll all still be here, the universe will keep turning. You have a chance still to let the ball roll back up the slope. You still have brotherhood and self-actualization!

"Do not pray for an easy life, pray to be stronger Men." -JFK