Meaning of life
I guess this kind of counts as a rant.
Anyway, I've been thinking, what is it that makes people happy? Being rich doesnt make you happy, nor does famous. You become numb to money and fame when you get enough of it, so what do people hope to acheive?
From reading various materials, I've concluded that the meaning of life is something that you find when you transcend time, when you lose yourself. What do I mean? We've all experienced it, when you're so engrossed in a book you dont realize you've been reading it for 7 hours, when you play badminton with friends for hours and when you're done you realize its dark already, when you work at something for hours upon hours didnt thought you only spent a fraction of the time working. The work time flys by fast, when you actually find meaning in what you do.
Childhood for example, for most people it went by really fast, thats because children are ignorant, and ignorance = bliss. It all becomes too complicated when you become an adult, you lose things, happyness comes in the form of mild amusement. For some people they escape through alchohol or narcotics, a sort of cheat to lose yourself. Others find meaning by doing things they like, they find that by dedicating themselves to that task, they find meaning in it, they feel like it was what they're mearnt to do.
The question is, are people predestined to have a job/goal that will make them happy? Or are they nurtured into a being that will find one thing that gives them meaning and hate another thing that would infact gives someone else meaning? That argument can go both ways.
Ops... look at the time... I have finals tommorow that I havent even began to study for... Guess I'll have to contine this another time, or maybe not.
Anyway, I've been thinking, what is it that makes people happy? Being rich doesnt make you happy, nor does famous. You become numb to money and fame when you get enough of it, so what do people hope to acheive?
From reading various materials, I've concluded that the meaning of life is something that you find when you transcend time, when you lose yourself. What do I mean? We've all experienced it, when you're so engrossed in a book you dont realize you've been reading it for 7 hours, when you play badminton with friends for hours and when you're done you realize its dark already, when you work at something for hours upon hours didnt thought you only spent a fraction of the time working. The work time flys by fast, when you actually find meaning in what you do.
Childhood for example, for most people it went by really fast, thats because children are ignorant, and ignorance = bliss. It all becomes too complicated when you become an adult, you lose things, happyness comes in the form of mild amusement. For some people they escape through alchohol or narcotics, a sort of cheat to lose yourself. Others find meaning by doing things they like, they find that by dedicating themselves to that task, they find meaning in it, they feel like it was what they're mearnt to do.
The question is, are people predestined to have a job/goal that will make them happy? Or are they nurtured into a being that will find one thing that gives them meaning and hate another thing that would infact gives someone else meaning? That argument can go both ways.
Ops... look at the time... I have finals tommorow that I havent even began to study for... Guess I'll have to contine this another time, or maybe not.