So many people are stuck asking themselves, and the universe, 'What is the meaning of life?' I mean, in and of itself, that's a rather loaded question!
Maybe we should be less concerned with what the 'meaning of life' is and more with what meaning we give to it. That's what really matters anyway. At the end of our existence, whether it be tomorrow or next month or 60 years from now, it won't matter what questions we asked or what everyone else thought, but what answers we found within ourselves.
Basically life means whatever you want it to mean. It's what you make it. It's how you live it. It's the discovery of your own inner significance. If you sit around waiting for others to validate you or spoon feed you all the solutions to life's problems, you'll come to find that things are a whole lot more complicated than that. They are not you are not me. It is impossible to narrow it down to a science. There is no universal magical answer to everything. There is no almighty secret. Only what we choose to see and believe and postulate.
And at the end of life, what comes then? We'll never know until we get there. It's either something or nothing. Yet meanwhile it's beyond our mortal comprehension, just like our time here. It's all a mystery, life and death alike. We never know what's coming. All we can do is live the best we can with what we have, who we are, and what we may think we know. That's all any of us can do.
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This entry was amazing... I love your thoughts and I totally agree! I believe the idea of "God" is really what is in ourselves..