Goals

I gave up setting goals a very long time ago. The advantage of this is that I cannot break my word to myself, and therefore don’t have to feel miserable about it. Is there no goal I want to achieve? Perhaps, but if I’m completely honest, there isn’t much left that is so terribly important that I absolutely must achieve it. Looking back on my life, almost all the goals I ever set were money-related: saving or repaying someone as quickly as possible (those someones, by the way, were always my children, with whom I agreed to use the money I had saved for them to buy a car one day).

Today, my life looks different. There isn’t really anything I want or need, except for a bit of savings so I can travel with my child and, besides that, a little nest egg to do nice things with my friend.

Life is relative, and I don't count on growing old. Given the endless wars, that one world power wanting to rule, the digital euro being pushed through just like the vaccine passport, I don’t see the future in a rosy light. And by future, I naturally mean my future, after all, it’s about me. This is my life, my view on how I think I should live it, and the goals I may or may not set.

I absolutely refuse to believe I’ll end up in a controlled society where surveillance, particularly dim-witted AI, and unelected leaders call the shots. Goals? No, thanks—I’ll pass. I decide in the moment whether to go ahead with something or leave it be. Goals are like possessions: they cost time, energy, and often stress and frustration.

Maybe you’re wondering if I really haven’t set any goal at all? Not even a tiny one? Perhaps I have, and acquiring a weapon for defence might count. But as long as I’m still thinking it over, it isn’t a goal. So I’ll stick with what I mentioned earlier: my friend and my child, and even that mainly because it involves me, because it’s something I want for myself.

It’s time to be more selfish (something I’ve actually been saying for years without much coming of it). The good news, by the way, is that I’ve decided to start immediately, why wait until New Year’s Eve to say no at least ten times a day? And I’ve got plenty of NOs left over from the past week, so consider yourself warned.

P.s. This picture would make my friend laugh. Besides of "it's not real" "so what?" is what I say most. Give it a try yourself. If it comes to it you are the only one you have to deal and live with.

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