The Point Is:
all the bullshit
your real self.
You won’t be able to un-see the truth.
Commentary: The truth is, I fucking hate this page. I was trying to get at something kindof important, I think, so I’m going to try again here. So like … the point of life as far as I can tell is to transcend the bullshit. By that I mean figuring out who you really are, and maybe having some concept of where you fit in the universe, and possibly having a real appreciating for your own smallness.
I’m mad that I used the term “un-see” because it’s so Buzzfeed. Gross. But it’s true. Once you have even an inkling of who you really are underneath all the bullshit, that knowledge will shape your life forever. If you try to deny it, reject it, or ignore it, it will seethe under the surface of your life until you can’t breathe anymore. If you embrace it and breathe through it, it will transform you.
Ok, Dirt. That’s enough.