What is hope?

The yearning of something that is not real. Want of change without you. Of course, things do change without you, just not how you hope they would. Hope pretends to be the cause of good, yet it is action that got us there. Hope is a deadly poison, and inaction is the chemical that kills you.

Is hope suffering? Do you suffer because you hope? Or is it just the expectations you raise due to hope that lead you to disappointment?

Why do we hope?

Some say hope keeps us sane, but to me, clinging to something that you want to happen, without doing anything sounds a lot like insanity.

Hope, is what motivates us. We cannot know that doing something will be beneficial for us, but we can hope it will. Nothing that happens in the future is certain, and without hope we would be unable to move anywhere. So as insane as it is as a mechanism, it is one of the only mechanisms we have for motivation.

In short, it is sane to be insane.

Why does giving up hope sound so sinister?

Giving up hope sounds like giving up on life, but is that really true?

Is life really only hope? Can you live without hope? Is hope the only thing keeping you alive? Is wanting to see more — hope? In a way yes, but also no. More will always come. You just wont always be there to see it.

Why is hope portrayed as a good thing? Is there hope for hope?

Hope seems noble. Living despite the pain sounds like hope, yet that is not hope, that is enduring. Thinking of freedom despite imprisonment. But what happens when the prisoner rebels? They get free or they die. Did hope get them free? Did hope kill them? Is dying to hope worth living for? Is hope useful? Did your hope help another? Does your hope help people around you? Does it help you? Would you think of escape without hoping for freedom first? Is freedom worth dying for? What stops you from helping people despite imprisonment? Is it hope?

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What do I hope? I had hope for hope, but that isn't reality. A self un-supporting structure. Hope all the way down.

Dismissing hopes usefulness seems callous. Perhaps there is a need for hope for some people. So perhaps for those I will hope they will find something else, because having hope is not a cure. It is a coping mechanism for reality. I hope reality would be better, but hope isn't something you can rely on. It's possible someone comes along and saves you, but it is more likely that saving yourself gets you where you need to be.

Yet why despite having no hope of stumbling upon magic do I hope it exists? Is it beauty? If magic is beautiful despite it's existence, should that stop us from doing anything but admiring magic in our minds?

How do you kill hope?

Are these thoughts just another useless waste of time?

Who am I to waste time, who am I to use it, the only magic of reality is free will, it is advanced beyond my understanding. Existence gave me free will, and I am now a monkey with an electron microscope and no manual.

On the other hand, if I never want anything, I will never have anything.

How do I want things without suffering? Do I now need them? I don't want food; I need it. And needing food doesn't mean I'm disappointed when I eat it. Even if it's bad food. Because the need for food cares not for flavor, but for nutrition. Just like how strapping a battery to your tongue to taste salt doesn't stop the need of salt.

Perhaps a want is just mistaking something for a need.

So do not expect perfection. Do not hope for perfection. You do not need perfection. There's no such thing. Becoming a god that is perfect would be boring. Great, you've throw away your pains, have another, infinite boredom.

So then is lack of hope just depression? That would be a good reason to paint a lack of hope as evil, for it leads nowhere.

It is insane to be good then? Funny, I did once say I hope I'm the insane one, and everyone else is sane. Because if I'm sane and everyone else is insane, what hope do I have of fixing anything.