“Life is frequently good.” -Self Quotation
As the world spins around and as you find yourself searching for meaning in the vast emptiness of the cosmos, please take a moment to contemplate the following: The purpose of existence is to exist and the purpose of life is to live.
It seems like so much of our void is filled with trying desperately to add happiness or value to our experiences. We eat, we sleep, we fuck, we sing. We diet, we run, we shop, we buy. We kiss, we laugh, we watch, we share. All the while we miss the bigger picture- there is no bigger picture.
So much of our unhappiness in this life can be directly correlated to our inability to grasp this simple yet liberating fact and we fritter away and spend our precious time desperately trying to change it somehow. The world is set in motion and the immutable laws of the universe defy us at every turn. Yet we persist in trying to chase puffs of smoke when we should be asking ourselves why we are running to begin with.
It is both a humbling and awe-inspiring thing all at the same time to realize how utterly insignificant we are. We are not even a speck on the final painting yet we all feel like we own the canvas. In many ways, we couldn’t be more right yet insanely wrong at the same time.
All matter is connected and, for the briefest of moments in time, you are the canvas. You are the painter. You are the patron. Everything you do sends ripples throughout the entire pool and affects everything around you. The power of this, though shared with everyone around you, is truly awesome. The changes you make may not be lasting across the eons, and may seem utterly insignificant when weighed against eternity, but nevertheless for that moment you are a part of “god”.
Recently, I have had the clarity of vision to see all of this plainly and my life is happier for it. I have been letting life wash over me and around me, dipping my feet in to steer the course as often as the water permits. I don’t let directional changes overwhelm me because I realize that I don’t have the power to control the stream, I can only steer my ship as best as I can. Certain aspects of my life might be fixed, but I can control everything else and I will.
Does this mean my life finally has a purpose? It always has. I am alive and that is my purpose. Art is our way of mocking life for existing and life returns the favor. We should revel in the folly of it and laugh with the universe. The joke might be at our expense, but that doesn’t make it any less hilarious. One only has to stop and ponder their own life to become incredibly amused. Cease laughing, and you cease living.
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