I have been thinking if I really wanted to post this, as it really is very random, but then again, I am not obligated to always make sense...
There we go: When people ask me, what I think is the meaning of life, I often say I don't know. And who can know? Who os capable of thinking in such a long term to understand, what higher purpose life itself may serve? Biologically it is probably to populate, but what exactly are we populating for? Is there some nifty plan behind this? Oh, this is almost inspiring me for something dystopic... Maybe one day us humans will play an important role in an intergalactic battle, or maybe we will just be harvested by some alien species. Quite the creepy thought actually.
But all of this aside, I think this is actually a very interesting question to think about, especially when we approach it in such a way, that we define life as lifespan - our own lifespan perhaps.
And yet I often end up in front of closed doors that are shielding wisdom from me *sigh*
I belive, that it is everyone's to decide, what it is you seek and try to accomplish during their time on this earth - of course there are also people who feel that there is no point in it, that it is just a coincidence and that nothing we do matters; an approach that I for instance could not live with. I am somebody, who has a great disliking of doing useless tasks. If something I am doing does not have a purpose that I find worthwile, I will probably not enjoy doing it and try find a way to change this.
And worthwhile doesn't have to mean that it is contributing to the greater good, it can be as simple yet powerful as to bring joy to someone.
It is very fulfilling to do something that does have a purpose, even if it is one you have created for yourself, the same time I find it quite frustrating to perform tasks where you cannot explain why exactly it is important. This is also a psychological thing: if you take children as an example (because I have worked with children a lot), you will find that giving them restrictions by just saying "don't do that" will not work for all of them - some will still resist and try to fight their way out of it. If you however explain why they are not supposed to do something, you are creating a purpose and it looks a lot less like a "random adult order".
Self-fulfilment and success are both answers I get to hear often when I talk to other people about that question and both are things that I also find important myself. Happiness is common too, but where does this happiness come from?
I originally wanted to add a photo with some close friends, but I didn't want to risk having anyone feeling left out, so I put this random photo of me on a random horse in China instead. This is a very random post anyways.
I have often thought, that maybe my own purpose of life might be love. With that I don't mean hystherically searching for a significant other, but love towards the poeople we hold dear and possibly also towards strangers we don't even know.
There is very little things I live by, but giving equal respect to everyone I meet, and trying to treat them in a fashion that I would wanted to be treated if our places were exchanged, is one of them. This is easier said than done and often it does not work how I would want it to. And I sometimes feel guilty when I fail.
It took me some time to figure out that how I feel about others is not something I can help, it is something highy personal that I have no power over - how I decide to act however, is a responsibility, that is mine only.
Of course with that I don't mean that I treat everyone I meet as a friend, in fact I define very strongly between who is a friend and who is an aquaintance (=someone I know and like and who probably likes me too but who knows, maybe they think I am crazy).
Because with my friends I go all in. I would go more than out of my way just to make them happy without expecting anything in return, because when they are happy, I am too.With true friends, this is not draining, it is the opposite, really.
A life without the capability of feeling, giving or recieving love would not be a life that I personally would want to be stuck in. And if we extend the term love even further, it would also mean, that we would not be able to feel passionate about anything without it. I don't know, but the thought of a life without caring about anything or anyone, and not being cared for in return doesn't sound like something that I personally would find worthwile - which would take us right back to the beginning of this post.
Still I cannot say for sure that this is the purpose of life - I cannot even say this for myself, but maybe I will be wiser in a few years time... And probably it is something super unexpected anyways, something like "to die" (which is actually.....kinda true).
Anyways, I will end here and continue the remaining unanswered questions in my mind, before this is getting out of hand...
Hoping you all are enjoying your weekends!*~
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