?

Log in

No account? Create an account
 
 
24 September 2005 @ 11:29 am
Mindsetting and philosophy  
...




I've come to the realization that harboring feelings of resentment and dislike towards my mother is the most pointless and counterproductive thing I have ever done in my 19 year existence. Now it is time to focus on greater things... things of actual importance.

What is the meaning of life? Why do people exist?

I find that dwelling on these philosophical ideals and questions are pointless because the answers are ultimately worthless. Human beings are characters of emotion, not logic. A bird will force her chicks out of the nest when they are too large, while I'm 19 and still living with my mother. Even if we discovered the meaning of life, the goals of our existence, what guarantee is there that we would actually strive to accomplish those goals? The answer: none. Students go to school knowing that if they study hard, and receive good grades, this will (supposedly) lead to future success. However, only a fraction of students excel in their subjects, while the remainder wallows in "below average" for various personal reasons. How can you say this is not true for anything else? I suppose it's easy to theorize and say that if you knew the meaning of life, you would strive to accomplish it because c'mon... it's life! But what if we knew the answers and were still unsatisfied? Our human nature causes us to build up our expections in anticipation of something great, but once that fantasy is destroyed, we're ready to move onto supposedly bigger, better things. But one could reason that life is the biggest and best thing! Then where would that leave us? Death's doormat?

I prefer to take a leaf from the book of Buddhism and say that humans exist simply to exist. We live because we do. I could also reason that we strive to reach a peak of psychological self-actualization, but once that point is reached (as evidenced by Mother Teresa and other self-actualized beings), our priority in life becomes aiding the less fortunate, which ties back into surviving and existing.

That said, I don't know if I really believe in God or the afterlife. It seems unfair to reward or punish people when we have no idea of what is right and what is wrong. Our laws are man-made, and the only natural regulator that we have, conscience, has failed countless times throughout history. If God does exist, then it is difficult to determine the role he plays in our lives. Those who are blessed (or ignorant, depending on your point of view) believe that God touches every moment of our lives. Others believe that he has taken a back seat. Perhaps God is dead, or did he ever exist in the first place? It seems almost pointless to ask these questions as it is to answer them.

If there is a God, maybe he is disappointed in the people who ask the questions... the philosophers. How can you enjoy life when you continuously question it? If a person spends the day wondering about the difference between reality and fantasy, what use is it if he has neglected both reality and fanatasy, because to him they are one in the same. They are nothing.