I searched for my purpose in others for years. Every person I met, I built my hopes inside. Every boy who tripped me, every new friend who promised help, every single little person that took notice of my anguish. I thought that they would show me my purpose. I thought that they were my purpose. Every time I tried to help them, though, I was burned. The more I helped, the more I was hurt. Finally, I gave up on finding my purpose in them; I decided it was in me. I spent months searching for colleges far away that I could go to and start over at, places I could reinvent myself. And then he came along, and I promised myself that it was one date. That I would see where it went. That I would never, ever give myself up to him. And then I told him my secrets. And I made him promises I thought I couldn’t keep. That I knew I couldn’t keep. And then I kept him. And just like that, I decided those other plans I had made were meaningless. I had found my purpose in a person, and for once it didn’t hurt.
to fufill something that satisfies you in your soul. putting meaning into the actions, words, movements, and interactions you pursue and create. all that you do should be done with the intent to be something greater, meaningful, to you. everything is something.
There’s a purpose to every tree that falls on the road side. That gets submerged in a flood. That sheds its leaves punctually. That blossoms. That never does. That will never see winter. That will endure winter. That will be a sorry trunk one day.
It is our purpose as Americans to consume. As much as possible. At all times. Update. New iPods, new cellphones, better televisions, new series. We’ve lost our real purpose as humans.
booger.
I dont know I don’t know I don’t know I don’t know I don’t know.
Oh jesus christ I don’t know.
Oh god oh god oh god just hurry up and end I don’t know.
what is one’s purpose? Life is meaningless. Life’s only purpose is to go on, and to drag us along with it. maybe someday someone will figure something else out, but until then…
Everyone has a purpose in life. Even if you have a disability, you still have a purpose. Whoever you are, you have a purpose. It may be you save a life, or maybe you just save someone’s kitten. You have a purpose.
I had always believed that my purpose in life was to find someone to fall in love with. Someone with whom I could share my life, my woes, my happiness. Little did I know that this ‘purpose’ of mine lead to a future that I would never love. A future I could never be satisfied with.
What is our purpose as human beings? Were we gifts from God? Or the custodians of this planet? If that’s the case, then we definitely need to recheck our job description, because our planet isn’t doing so well at the moment.
I had always thought that being a doctor was my purpose in life. It’s what both my parents did, it’s an honorable profession, and I thought it was what I wanted. Boy, was I wrong. The stress is so great, and I just can’t do it.
this pen has a purpose. maybe even more than me. it writes, my thoughts, on a pad of paper. but the thing that uses this pen to write the thoughts on the pad of paper … is clueless of its purpose. odd.
is there a purpose to all madness?
never, sometimes the purpose is no purpose at all.
and that is just beautiful because everyone needs a break from purpose.
a life full of purpose makes everything boring.
What is anyones purpose in life. What was the point in putting us here if were all to be destroyed? I can’t see why God just couldnt erase the world and start in new before we got to 6.8 billion people.
My mothers Purpose… to raise two beautiful healthy children and teach them… if they will listen.=89% complete and a wonderful job she has done.
My Fathers Purpose… to work all his life.= judging by his health status 87% completed… but other than that where has it gotten him.
My brothers purpose… to look after his sisters, mother, and father. and more but unknown… tried =78%
My younger sisters purpose… so far… to annoy me to hell… 95% but i love her like no other friend could. cuz in reality as much as we disagree… she is my best friend.
My purpose…. Do i have a purpose. I cant see it. I must of had one. Mothers still here. Sister isnt dead. Dad still functions. Brother still trying to keep an eye out. I guess my purpose is just to be… be who i am. live like i should. Care about people. Maybe just possibly i have some purpose
i dont know what my purpose is. i’m like a leaf, falling into a winter oblivion, only to crumple under the boot of a child. where did my child go? she’s long gone it seems. just another leaf, blowing in the wind, an answer only to the naked tree. woah is me.
my purpose in life was to be with him. i thought it was, atleast. He meant everything, and nothing at the same time. My purpose was to get to know him, and if i had had time to do so, i would have done so. Was i his purpose? I guess i wasn’t. If not he would have stayed.
to love.
that is my purpose for being on this earth.
to love people and show them how it feels.
that is my gift.
and i hope to instill this gift of love into others.
She stood in silence thinking about why she was even there. Why she had made such a commitment in the first place. As she glanced through the double-doors where she was going to make her entrance she saw him. The reason. Her purpose. It finally all made sense.
the purpose in life is to be happy, healthy and loved. the only way to achieve this goal, or purpose, is to live a life that is honest and active. try to be honest with people at every change you get and you will have lived a life with purpose.
do your life on purpose. begin each day as if it were on purpose. have a purpose. some things have no purpose. what is my purpose? is it to be a good mother? a good wife? i’m sure a lot of people wish God would just yell down and tell them – but maybe that defeats the purpose….
purpose, we all need one. for everything we do and say needs to or has a purpose. without purpose everything will be pointless … and we wouldn’t want that would we? Then again, what if things were pointless? oh wait, I’m supposed to be writing about purpose…
purpose…to go in the direction of a dream, a vision, a desire, a goal. go with strength and certainty and passion and complete confidence…purpose. fully participate.
Sometimes I wonder if i have a purpose on this world. If I do, then what is? Then I relize that, yes, I do indeed have a purpose. Why else would God place me in this world if I didnt have a purpose. Even though I dont know what it is, I have one.
Purpose. What is my purpose in life? To help? To learn? To teach? To heal? To hurt? When will I know. When will I learn. When will I find out. Purpose is a complicated thing after all. It takes time. It takes effort. Purpose. What could it be? Professor? Police Officer? Figure skater? Singer? When will I know, who I will be.
We all have a purpose I’m not sure why but we do. We live here like everyone else because we all want to find happiness. It is hidden. Why? lets ponder that for a minute. we all have a reason we all want love we all want everything we can’t have. Why can’t we be happy? it shouldn’t be something you have to find. I want more in this life. I just want more then this. But I can’t because this is it.
“Is it purposeful to make something that’s not really useful?” My partner looked up at the sky and back to me seeming to ask the same thing without saying anything. “What’s that mean?” I asked her.
there is none in anything we do, it’s a myth. since everything is possible, purpose can only be a dream, is there any in this? shall I believe in it? is that the purpose?
I am confused, that’s fine, maybe that’s the whole purpose of it. or maybe I’m dreaming and this is just a product of someone else’s imagination collapsing with mine.
purpose, an interesting thing to write about. whats life purpose? whats the purpose? am i to be deep and say everything in life has one? am i to shock you and tell you what the meaning is all about through my eyes? no, it is what you make it. make it what you think it should be. thats the purpose.
PURPOSE..doing something meaningful to you and those who you care about; being passionate and following that passion in its’ natural direction until you’re satisfied.
Strange. As a human, I never felt like I had a purpose in life. I always felt like I was just taking up space. The night I died, everything changed. Ironically, with my death came a purpose for my second life. I was murdered, left for dead in an abandoned alley. Luckilly, my creator, a very humane vampire came upon me as I took my last breath. She gave me a second chance to live. I’m stronger and faster than I could have ever imagined. I use that now, for my purpose. I catch my prey quickly and easily, administering justice for their wrongs. Mind you I only feed on the scum such as murderers, rapists, etc. That is my purpose.
Purpose is to define the meaning in ones life. It can be your personal goals to achieve something that you might of never thought that you would before. LIfe is a purpose. We are here to do all that we can do, and to be able to find reasoning as to why we are here and why we are given the opportunity to live.
I’ve already done purpose. This is my second time in a row actually. You know, discovering a purpose is wildly entertaining. I do say that I really have never discovered a purpose for the reason that I have started most of the situations where we have a purpose…. It’s strange not to have a purpose…. Perhaps more writing will give me a better purpose.
I searched for my purpose in others for years. Every person I met, I built my hopes inside. Every boy who tripped me, every new friend who promised help, every single little person that took notice of my anguish. I thought that they would show me my purpose. I thought that they were my purpose. Every time I tried to help them, though, I was burned. The more I helped, the more I was hurt. Finally, I gave up on finding my purpose in them; I decided it was in me. I spent months searching for colleges far away that I could go to and start over at, places I could reinvent myself. And then he came along, and I promised myself that it was one date. That I would see where it went. That I would never, ever give myself up to him. And then I told him my secrets. And I made him promises I thought I couldn’t keep. That I knew I couldn’t keep. And then I kept him. And just like that, I decided those other plans I had made were meaningless. I had found my purpose in a person, and for once it didn’t hurt.
to fufill something that satisfies you in your soul. putting meaning into the actions, words, movements, and interactions you pursue and create. all that you do should be done with the intent to be something greater, meaningful, to you. everything is something.
Meaning in life, why we chose the path that we are on. Why we may act some way. What are goal is and how to achieve it
There’s a purpose to every tree that falls on the road side. That gets submerged in a flood. That sheds its leaves punctually. That blossoms. That never does. That will never see winter. That will endure winter. That will be a sorry trunk one day.
It is our purpose as Americans to consume. As much as possible. At all times. Update. New iPods, new cellphones, better televisions, new series. We’ve lost our real purpose as humans.
Everyone has a purpose in life. What’s yours?
booger.
I dont know I don’t know I don’t know I don’t know I don’t know.
Oh jesus christ I don’t know.
Oh god oh god oh god just hurry up and end I don’t know.
what is one’s purpose? Life is meaningless. Life’s only purpose is to go on, and to drag us along with it. maybe someday someone will figure something else out, but until then…
Everyone has a purpose in life. Even if you have a disability, you still have a purpose. Whoever you are, you have a purpose. It may be you save a life, or maybe you just save someone’s kitten. You have a purpose.
Purpose is everything. Without it, you are lost. Know what you are doing with every fiber of your being and always have a purpose. Always.
I had always believed that my purpose in life was to find someone to fall in love with. Someone with whom I could share my life, my woes, my happiness. Little did I know that this ‘purpose’ of mine lead to a future that I would never love. A future I could never be satisfied with.
What is our purpose as human beings? Were we gifts from God? Or the custodians of this planet? If that’s the case, then we definitely need to recheck our job description, because our planet isn’t doing so well at the moment.
I had always thought that being a doctor was my purpose in life. It’s what both my parents did, it’s an honorable profession, and I thought it was what I wanted. Boy, was I wrong. The stress is so great, and I just can’t do it.
this pen has a purpose. maybe even more than me. it writes, my thoughts, on a pad of paper. but the thing that uses this pen to write the thoughts on the pad of paper … is clueless of its purpose. odd.
is there a purpose to all madness?
never, sometimes the purpose is no purpose at all.
and that is just beautiful because everyone needs a break from purpose.
a life full of purpose makes everything boring.
What is anyones purpose in life. What was the point in putting us here if were all to be destroyed? I can’t see why God just couldnt erase the world and start in new before we got to 6.8 billion people.
My mothers Purpose… to raise two beautiful healthy children and teach them… if they will listen.=89% complete and a wonderful job she has done.
My Fathers Purpose… to work all his life.= judging by his health status 87% completed… but other than that where has it gotten him.
My brothers purpose… to look after his sisters, mother, and father. and more but unknown… tried =78%
My younger sisters purpose… so far… to annoy me to hell… 95% but i love her like no other friend could. cuz in reality as much as we disagree… she is my best friend.
My purpose…. Do i have a purpose. I cant see it. I must of had one. Mothers still here. Sister isnt dead. Dad still functions. Brother still trying to keep an eye out. I guess my purpose is just to be… be who i am. live like i should. Care about people. Maybe just possibly i have some purpose
i dont know what my purpose is. i’m like a leaf, falling into a winter oblivion, only to crumple under the boot of a child. where did my child go? she’s long gone it seems. just another leaf, blowing in the wind, an answer only to the naked tree. woah is me.
my purpose in life was to be with him. i thought it was, atleast. He meant everything, and nothing at the same time. My purpose was to get to know him, and if i had had time to do so, i would have done so. Was i his purpose? I guess i wasn’t. If not he would have stayed.
to love.
that is my purpose for being on this earth.
to love people and show them how it feels.
that is my gift.
and i hope to instill this gift of love into others.
God, and more God is what we all need to know what is LOVE in Earth.
She stood in silence thinking about why she was even there. Why she had made such a commitment in the first place. As she glanced through the double-doors where she was going to make her entrance she saw him. The reason. Her purpose. It finally all made sense.
the purpose in life is to be happy, healthy and loved. the only way to achieve this goal, or purpose, is to live a life that is honest and active. try to be honest with people at every change you get and you will have lived a life with purpose.
Everyone has a purpose
I wish I knew mine. I wish i knew the woman next door’s and my cat’s
(yes my cat in included in this everyone)
I also used to confuse purpose and porpoise when i was a child.
… i wonder how much porpoises cost.
do your life on purpose. begin each day as if it were on purpose. have a purpose. some things have no purpose. what is my purpose? is it to be a good mother? a good wife? i’m sure a lot of people wish God would just yell down and tell them – but maybe that defeats the purpose….
purpose, we all need one. for everything we do and say needs to or has a purpose. without purpose everything will be pointless … and we wouldn’t want that would we? Then again, what if things were pointless? oh wait, I’m supposed to be writing about purpose…
purpose…to go in the direction of a dream, a vision, a desire, a goal. go with strength and certainty and passion and complete confidence…purpose. fully participate.
Sometimes I wonder if i have a purpose on this world. If I do, then what is? Then I relize that, yes, I do indeed have a purpose. Why else would God place me in this world if I didnt have a purpose. Even though I dont know what it is, I have one.
Purpose. What is my purpose in life? To help? To learn? To teach? To heal? To hurt? When will I know. When will I learn. When will I find out. Purpose is a complicated thing after all. It takes time. It takes effort. Purpose. What could it be? Professor? Police Officer? Figure skater? Singer? When will I know, who I will be.
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achievement
accomplishment
self-worth
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dreams and aspirations
care
meaning
life
Purpose is what you get when a cat stretches and does a catwalk.
purpose is something that you feel when someone gives you something great and you achieve it. A wonderful feeling.
We all have a purpose I’m not sure why but we do. We live here like everyone else because we all want to find happiness. It is hidden. Why? lets ponder that for a minute. we all have a reason we all want love we all want everything we can’t have. Why can’t we be happy? it shouldn’t be something you have to find. I want more in this life. I just want more then this. But I can’t because this is it.
“Is it purposeful to make something that’s not really useful?” My partner looked up at the sky and back to me seeming to ask the same thing without saying anything. “What’s that mean?” I asked her.
“Doesn’t matter.”
there is none in anything we do, it’s a myth. since everything is possible, purpose can only be a dream, is there any in this? shall I believe in it? is that the purpose?
I am confused, that’s fine, maybe that’s the whole purpose of it. or maybe I’m dreaming and this is just a product of someone else’s imagination collapsing with mine.
purpose, an interesting thing to write about. whats life purpose? whats the purpose? am i to be deep and say everything in life has one? am i to shock you and tell you what the meaning is all about through my eyes? no, it is what you make it. make it what you think it should be. thats the purpose.
PURPOSE..doing something meaningful to you and those who you care about; being passionate and following that passion in its’ natural direction until you’re satisfied.
Strange. As a human, I never felt like I had a purpose in life. I always felt like I was just taking up space. The night I died, everything changed. Ironically, with my death came a purpose for my second life. I was murdered, left for dead in an abandoned alley. Luckilly, my creator, a very humane vampire came upon me as I took my last breath. She gave me a second chance to live. I’m stronger and faster than I could have ever imagined. I use that now, for my purpose. I catch my prey quickly and easily, administering justice for their wrongs. Mind you I only feed on the scum such as murderers, rapists, etc. That is my purpose.
Purpose is to define the meaning in ones life. It can be your personal goals to achieve something that you might of never thought that you would before. LIfe is a purpose. We are here to do all that we can do, and to be able to find reasoning as to why we are here and why we are given the opportunity to live.
I’ve already done purpose. This is my second time in a row actually. You know, discovering a purpose is wildly entertaining. I do say that I really have never discovered a purpose for the reason that I have started most of the situations where we have a purpose…. It’s strange not to have a purpose…. Perhaps more writing will give me a better purpose.
There doesn’t have to be a purpose to everything. Sometimes things just are. They just are, because that’s how they should be.