It seems like everyone who at least thought seriously about the reason of one's existence conclude alike.
The reason for one's existence eventually reduces to the matter of ass-printing.
Leaving one's ass-prints during one's ephemeral life becomes all that matters as one continuously question for the reason of one's existence.
Well, I also questioned regarding my existence seriously until I read Nietzsche 7-8 years ago.
People I see who have found their reasons seem to burn their fire for existence continuously.
I, on the other hand, have been rather lackluster lately.
I should start continue burning myself to leave my ass-prints in this world.
After all, there are two things that matter to me:
1) My parents and other loved ones; and
2) Leaving my ass-prints in this world - something good for as many as possible.
