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I just beat Metal Gear Solid for PS again. It's been a long time... since I played this game.
It touched me, much more this time. Much more than the last time I played it. Perhaps for the first time, I really understand what they were talking about all the time, with my knowledge of American history, politics, and warfare. But beyond that, I began to read into the game what I only barely did before. What are "genes"? What makes us alive? What does it mean - to be human? What is the purpose of life?
Granted, the phrase by Naomi - "The purpose of life -- is to live!" is not really an answer. Perhaps the lack of an answer is an answer itself...
We worry about our genes, and our souls, and death, and what happens after death. We worry about our petty problems, we worry about accomplishing something...
But do we ever ask ourselves, "Do I really want this?" I can look at everything I've tried to "accomplish" in the past few years as virtually a fluke.
Is the purpose of life to make money? Of course not.
Is the purpose of life to have sex? Not at all.
Is the purpose of life to have prestige? Uh-uh.
Perhaps the best explaination, despite all of our complext designations, and attempts to conjure up the meaning of life... is merely, "Live!"
Don't worry about death. Don't dwell on bad. Don't think about fate or your genes. Choose your life - and then live.
It touched me, much more this time. Much more than the last time I played it. Perhaps for the first time, I really understand what they were talking about all the time, with my knowledge of American history, politics, and warfare. But beyond that, I began to read into the game what I only barely did before. What are "genes"? What makes us alive? What does it mean - to be human? What is the purpose of life?
Granted, the phrase by Naomi - "The purpose of life -- is to live!" is not really an answer. Perhaps the lack of an answer is an answer itself...
We worry about our genes, and our souls, and death, and what happens after death. We worry about our petty problems, we worry about accomplishing something...
But do we ever ask ourselves, "Do I really want this?" I can look at everything I've tried to "accomplish" in the past few years as virtually a fluke.
Is the purpose of life to make money? Of course not.
Is the purpose of life to have sex? Not at all.
Is the purpose of life to have prestige? Uh-uh.
Perhaps the best explaination, despite all of our complext designations, and attempts to conjure up the meaning of life... is merely, "Live!"
Don't worry about death. Don't dwell on bad. Don't think about fate or your genes. Choose your life - and then live.