When Youre A Taxpayer

when youre a taxpayer

why is no one talking about how cute the parappa save screen is ?

saw this on reddit a while back

it cant be just me who finds it super weird how most humans go through life without thinking that one day non of what theyve done will matter anymore.

imagine theres the last few people known to be alive on earth, sitting together around a bonfire. the human wars that came before have destroyed almost everything but among mountains of trash they find an ancieny record player with a casette by depeche mode in it. they listen to it. they dont know who these people singing are but it makes them happy. nothing else of the time we currently see as our past will have mattered besides this obscure casette that managed to remain on earth, while nothing else survived. through it, depeche mode is still alive in the memory of someone. anything else that was around during the time of depeche mode wont have mattered because there wont be anything to prove its existence and its worth.

this record player represents all of us who are alive and breathing at the moment. but this casette is the thing that truly matters. this casette represents the people that have done something great enough to be remembered by the masses. that niche percentage of humanity who was memorable enough to be relevant so much more time later will be given on to further generations as tales and memories of the times that are now gone. the rest of us wont matter.

as an example: why is it that when people talk about pop music of the last century, the focus is mostly on american/british music? why not romanian pop? japanese pop? any other pop? of course. because it was understandable enough for as many people as possible enjoy it. then those people pass it on to others, then others, then others etc.

you get the point.

to me it is insane how some people think we truly have a purpose in life. my dad tells me "well of course you have a purpose. it is to be remembered and live on through peoples memories"

but if that was everyones goal and purpose and everyone achieved that, wouldnt we remember every single person ever that is no longer around? wouldnt we -societys middle johns- know of every single person that has lived in the past centuries? though we dont. hell, i dont even have any memory of my grandfathers who have both died before i was born. if everyones purpose was to be remembered, then surely i wouldve known what they were like without ever having met them, right?

think of it like this: once we die, we will slowly fade from the memories of people around us. first aquaintances will forget about who exactly we were, then slowly our friends and eventually our children.

in conclusion: nothing matters. screw everything. do whatever the fuck you want. lets say you have a problem procastinating. will you really start doing it after just one more v-sauce youtube video or do you just not want to do it? if you dont want to do it, then dont do it. it wont matter in 50 years. it wont matter in 5 years, fuck even after 5 days it might be irrelevant. live your life the way you want to. time you have "wasted" doing something you enjoy and love isnt wasted. it is time well spent. it is time having fun in this miserable world full of absolute bullshit, horrible people, violence and destruiction.

again, do whatever the fuck you wish to. go get that tattoo. go get that piercing. go throw disgustingly lukewarm water balloons at your friends for the sake of it. go sleep naked in a tree at night. go fuck the pretty girl next door (only if she wants you to tho.)

go wild, go nuts. have your own fun. try to do what you think is best for you without hurting others on the way.

if you think your purpose in life is to have a good stable job and maintain a career: go for it.

if you think your purpose in life is to start just one more playthrough of chrono trigger and you can stop any time: go for it.

if you think your purpose in life is to adopt 10 cats and name them all michael: go for it.

(if you think your purpose in life is to shoot your neighbour: dont go for it, please.)

AGAIN: do whatever the fuck you think will make you feel like you didnt live just because other people told you to. dont take anyones shit.

make this your goal: when you draw your last breath and think back to your past, have it put a smile on your face. dont die being sad that you didnt do something you always wanted to, because in the end it wont have mattered to anyone else but you yourself.

Star Trek fans just see "Spock", "Data", or "Julian Bashir" and reblog huh

me: sorry, sir. i can't make it to work today.

my boss, parappa the rapper: sorry, sir. you can't make it to work today.