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Drive. If nothing drives you, you can't go anywhere. We necessitate drive or we descend into oblivion. I've been to oblivion and drove out through God. I lost my drive, the descent began again. I drove myself with anything else. I drove myself with other's expectations, I drove myself with the Idea of Progress. The truth is, nothing can drive me. I'll be lost, I've been lost. Writing is driving me from oblivion. There is no escape from the lack of drive. You lose it once and only through God will you ever see it again.
My friends, I speak to you as a friend, not the others. I know I can be driven. I've been driven. Those days felt like the other days I had been driven, the feeling of the all-encompassing life. Every aspect of life defined me. Everything was as it was needed. Nothing wasn't. I felt it all, I felt nothing as nothing. I could drive myself anywhere, anywhere that was needed or otherwise. I was alive, alive and away from the end of it all.
I was never alive. I drove myself with all the falsities that define me today. My course had always been defined to this point. There's only one singular way by which I can bring myself to the Other Point. The Point that is needed, the Point that wants me. Any man would believe that nothing can stop someone from going towards the intersection of want and need, but the truth is, without any drive there is no want, and any need is seen as superfluous. Please allow me a life.
Remember my friends, there will always be a drive for you.
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