Are We There Yet?
I was going to write something on religion today called Proof… and realized “Crap… already did that one.” Then I thought I could do one about the meaning of life … “Crap I don’t 'know' the meaning of life…. Fuck it People don’t ‘Know’ there is a god either” so the Meaning of Life it is.
Funny thing about understanding the meaning of life, if you over think it you won’t get it. I realized when I was about 16; the meaning of a single life is really pretty simple and self explanatory, or seemed that way to me. The complexity it seemed, comes in when you start to think on the meaning of life as it relates to all life on the planet and potentially beyond. After much thought over nearly 20 years regarding that concept I have found myself just as cynical as ever and coming to conclusions of biblical proportions. This is what helps me understand why people believe in the great invisible friend, or friends, as it has been through out history. People have needs and those needs are deepest when it comes to understanding why we do things. So anyway the meaning of life, what would change if we knew for certain the answer? Well for me when I concluded that I was close enough to right I suddenly became bored with most everything I encountered, I also lost my fear of pretty much anything. Death was no longer a concern, just a certainty. Which was actually a kind of relief for me, and led me to look into religion as a whole, amongst other things I had been told were true most of my life.
So here I sit writing an opinion about something I have no proof of other than the simple rationale of it, which I am sure with enough thought could be debunked and refuted with “But God said….” Not that it would change my mind. I wonder at times like these if I should even tell anyone what I think about a subject for a lot of reasons; one of them being the outcome for me was raw boredom with so many things that I would almost hate to bestow that on someone who still finds joy in things I miss. There are others that are a consideration for not posting this one but I have never let offending people stop me before and won’t let it stop me now, which happens to cover the last of my thoughts on why not post.
Why we are here relative to singular existence:
To experience all that you can experience in the time you have.
Shrug there you go, a simple perspective from a simple person. Think about it and then you can burn me in effigy, and/or criticize my simplicity.
Post Script:
These thoughts do not translate well in writing and I am not particularly happy with the way this one turned out. But screw it I do stupid things all the time no reason to stop now. To elaborate the meaning is to over think it and to lose site of its simplicity. I have found that the simplest answer is often the correct one (someone else said that I just can't remember who). In this case it works for me.
Funny thing about understanding the meaning of life, if you over think it you won’t get it. I realized when I was about 16; the meaning of a single life is really pretty simple and self explanatory, or seemed that way to me. The complexity it seemed, comes in when you start to think on the meaning of life as it relates to all life on the planet and potentially beyond. After much thought over nearly 20 years regarding that concept I have found myself just as cynical as ever and coming to conclusions of biblical proportions. This is what helps me understand why people believe in the great invisible friend, or friends, as it has been through out history. People have needs and those needs are deepest when it comes to understanding why we do things. So anyway the meaning of life, what would change if we knew for certain the answer? Well for me when I concluded that I was close enough to right I suddenly became bored with most everything I encountered, I also lost my fear of pretty much anything. Death was no longer a concern, just a certainty. Which was actually a kind of relief for me, and led me to look into religion as a whole, amongst other things I had been told were true most of my life.
So here I sit writing an opinion about something I have no proof of other than the simple rationale of it, which I am sure with enough thought could be debunked and refuted with “But God said….” Not that it would change my mind. I wonder at times like these if I should even tell anyone what I think about a subject for a lot of reasons; one of them being the outcome for me was raw boredom with so many things that I would almost hate to bestow that on someone who still finds joy in things I miss. There are others that are a consideration for not posting this one but I have never let offending people stop me before and won’t let it stop me now, which happens to cover the last of my thoughts on why not post.
Why we are here relative to singular existence:
To experience all that you can experience in the time you have.
Shrug there you go, a simple perspective from a simple person. Think about it and then you can burn me in effigy, and/or criticize my simplicity.
Post Script:
These thoughts do not translate well in writing and I am not particularly happy with the way this one turned out. But screw it I do stupid things all the time no reason to stop now. To elaborate the meaning is to over think it and to lose site of its simplicity. I have found that the simplest answer is often the correct one (someone else said that I just can't remember who). In this case it works for me.
posted by Capt. Obvious at 10:00 AM
4 Comments:
without wanting to offend of excite your opinion too much - i'll throw a question in.
in crisis, in the hardest, lowest, most difficult time in your life, will your rationale hold up?
will the memory that it's all part of the experience be enough to get you through?
this will test every truth for every person
never fear the offend I don't get offended..
I have had that moment, and my rational did hold up, in fact it solidified it. I gained my resolve through that period of time and it has held solid ever since.
that is not to say I am incapable of concidering alternatives but I have not concidered anything since that has altered my overall view. Life is fluid you have to go along with it to get along through it.
Can't help it I have to say it.
"The Meaning of Life is 42"- thanks to Douglas Adams.
hahah yeah I was this (fingers together) to putting 42 in the post script...
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