I let go of my notions of identity. I am what I am, whatever that is. I have my opinions on things and enjoy my own version of the human experience

Ultimately we are all the same observer conciousness being that split itself into countless variations all pretending to be something different in order o experience a novel slice of reality.

“I” “Myself” “Me” point to the illusionary mask of ego where the observer pretends it is not everything and instead a single being. Your self is an imaginary construct, it doesnt really exist. Its a useful psychological reference frame and a stage to serve in the function of generating a unique existance with mental emotional complexes.

Stable? Go for biology, you and I are living creatures and that’s not going to change any time soon. Appreciate the wonder of being alive, respect your needs and wants. Your mind and body are bafflingly complex but will be your lifelong home and companion. Consider that most/all nonhuman living things just live their life and never ponder things like this. Treat yourself and others around you well and enjoy the life you have.

As a man, it is by how much and what I could defy destiny.

Truth and reason. I think that would fall under the philosophy category. My view of the world is quite cold and analytical. I see it as a complex machine without any inherent meaning. I don’t believe in the self or free will, but rather see myself as an experiencer watching life unfold in front of me. Probably the biggest impact this has on my daily life is that I don’t look for people to blame for how things are. I don’t think most people realize how profoundly life changes when you stop pointing fingers.

When put like this, it probably sounds depressing or nihilistic, but it’s the only foundation I’ve found that aligns with every event in the world without causing internal conflict. I only care about how things are, not how I or others feel about them.