I’m pilot leaf and I’m just want to understand what’s our purpose here. Now obviously there’s not many of us here and there’s a few newcomers and goers but personally I’ve feel like we’re the last defence to a broke society. I know because I’ve seen IDF videos of them explaining 4chan so if we’re just a bunch of like 200-300 crazies that have no influence, why does the IDF or people care. But the thing is, bottom line, what do we believe in? Are we actually racist? Are we Christian ? Certainly we’re not anime lovers (hope so).

>>509549811 (OP)
if only there was a way to monetize you people repeating my memes, i'd be flying around with the rich people and enjoy some representation in this booming carnival of shapeshifter grafted mafias.

alas, I'll have to be content with the satisfaction that a meme becomes its own thing when it's posted back at you.

Read 'The Giver -((( Louis Lowery)))"

We are all Jonas.

>>509550056
Fren!!!!


>Advanced pattern recognition.

>>509549811 (OP)
we're passengers on a train.

>Tucked away in our subconscious minds is an idyllic vision. We see ourselves on a long, long trip that almost spans the continent.
>We’re traveling by passenger train, and out the windows we drink in the passing scene of cars on nearby highways, of children
>waving at a crossing, of cattle grazing on a distant hillside, of smoke pouring from a power plant, of row upon row of corn and
>wheat, of flatlands and valleys, of mountains and rolling hills, of biting winter and blazing summer and cavorting spring and docile fall.

>But uppermost in our minds is the final destination. On a certain day at a certain hour we will pull into the station. There sill be bands
>playing, and flags waving. And once we get there so many wonderful dreams will come true. So many wishes will be fulfilled and so
>many pieces of our lives finally will be neatly fitted together like a completed jigsaw puzzle. How restlessly we pace the aisles,
>damning the minutes for loitering … waiting, waiting, waiting, for the station.
>However, sooner or later we must realize there is no one station, no one place to arrive at once and for all. The true joy of life is the trip.
>The station is only a dream. It constantly outdistances us.

>Unfortunately, once we get it, then it disappears. The station somehow hides itself at the end of an endless track.
>“Relish the moment” is a good motto, especially when coupled with Psalm 118:24: “This is the day which the Lord hath made; we will
>rejoice and be glad in it.” It isn’t the burdens of today that drive men mad. Rather, it is regret over yesterday or fear of tomorrow.
>Regret and fear are twin thieves who would rob us of today.
>So, stop pacing the aisles and counting the miles. Instead, climb more mountains, eat more ice cream, go barefoot oftener, swim
>more rivers, watch more sunsets, laugh more and cry less.
>Life must be lived as we go along.
>The station will come soon enough.