24 hours in a day
And I waste every one.
Seven days in every week
And all for naught.
12 months in a year,
The ceaseless wheel of liberosis.
Even still, purpose exists despite its subjectivity.
What is purpose? It is what you believe it to be. It is whatever you taste upon saying the word.
If you don't crave suffering upon innocents,
If you have altruistic tendencies,
If you can believe that a flower may grow in the proper conditions,
You are capable of living life with positive meaning.
24 hours is just one day
7 days is just one week
365 days is just one year.
So do your best to reach the top of that pyramid, and to help others reach it.