Children are a gift, indeed.

But ffs they also suck the life out of me. The society, where we have to raise them is crazy. World is broken, and holding that torch of hope in a pitch black... Respect to all doing that, with and without kids.

Sad, they brainwashed a whole generation of women to hold off on kids until they are older. I see a lot of women I graduated high school with who are now in their 30s having trouble having kids now that they want one. My girlfriend is one of those people. I look forward to being a dad one day. God willing 🙏

Something I’m rather firm on is that if you have the ability to make children and you do not. You are in 99.99% if circumstances making a gigantic mistake.

Children make life worth living.

Children provide instant meaning to life.

They inspire planning and care about the future.

They increase joy.

They make life novel and exciting again.

They’re innovative, surprising and imaginative.

They reflexively shape us as we attempt to shape them into better versions of themselves/ourselves.

If you have children and they have children you will be increasingly surrounded by life as you grow old.

If you do not, you will be surrounded by death as everyone you know slowly dies.

You will never regret having kids.

You will certainly regret not having them.

If you have kids you are honoring the sacrifice and suffering your ancestors had to endure by passing the torch forward.

If you do not you are dishonoring them by wasting your life on the meaningless pursuit of your own pleasure.

These are very strongly held immutable beliefs for me.

(okay maybe a little)

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Don’t know why but one of my favorite poems. Still strikes a cord every time I read it:

Do not go gentle into that good night,

Old age should burn and rave at close of day;

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,

Because their words had forked no lightning they

Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright

Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,

And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,

Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight

Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,

Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.

Do not go gentle into that good night.

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Some people are too bitter. Don’t be bitter.

Yo, sometimes I think about the Facebook posts that were never deleted that make me question my younger self.

How will that be on NOSTR in 10 years? 😳

Ive had 2 cups of coffee over the last few hours and its not keeping me awake and alert

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