I'm in a unique position where I sold out my goals a long time ago and now there is nothing left. The question "what now?" seems silly because
people have asked that since the beginning of history. The brightest among us invent fantasies about what the human condition could really mean
beyond the base level instincts of cockroaches on the street. Men work hard to achieve high station, only for their children to piss it away and
fall into ruination, maybe finding a few women to birth their illegitimate children. I have some interest in the men that have somehow kept their
morals across generations, managed to impart their message to their children and beyond in spite of the rebelliousness of juvenile naïveté, but it
only feels like a matter of time until they find the generation that fucks things up. Let it be clear though that I'm not a nihilist in any sense
of the word, I strongly believe we should hope for a better future, and never ever resign ourselves to a fate we can reasonably avoid while also
remaining vigilant against fraudsters and hyperbolizers warning of the end times. Maybe at some point the doom of humanity will be at hand, and
the people will glorify it with their grime covered hands and crooked teeth, addled brains crushed by addiction ready to meet nirvana, or their
spiteful natures resting in pits of learned helplessness as the world falls apart around them, but it will not be me.

Is there such an idea that is involiable to all influence while remaining flexible enough to survive the fires of generational perturbation? The
best start might be in holy books like the Bible, the Talmud, or the Quran (there are more of course, you get the point). But even then the fringes
of the believers stray until there is nothing left, grasping at some new way of life like African expats move to Qatar in search of stable employment
in order to convince the US to yield a passport. Or factions upon factions splitting and disagreeing until there only remains a shallow facsimile of
what remained in the first place. Nothing seems to be safe from juvenile delinquency, tied so deeply into the human genome and almost vital in some
sense toward the development of a mature "theory of self as it relates to society". Every race of people is susceptible except for the most isolated.
No beliefs guaranteed to carry across generations as we oscillate toward random planes of ideas without any real control over ourselves or
the consequences. Maybe John was right that only 144 thousand souls would be saved, but it sure as shit wont be people part of greater society.

That's not to say it's impossible, there is one group among others that could stand the test of time.

You may wonder about the severe degree of pessimism.

"A fool never feels trouble, or (more pointedly) a dead member on a living body feels not the lancet." -The Babylonian Talmud (translator Michael L. Rodkinson)