Meaning is the issue we have with our lives. Is there meaning to our lives? We’d like to think so, because of course then, what is all this for? Life would be so mundane and full of sorrow and all of the struggles and traffic jams and intense traumatic moments would be for naught.
Here is my take and fundamentally my life’s philosophy and the philosophy behind this site.
Life is meaningless.
The Meaning of Meaning is MEANING — McLuhan
If the universe were vast and empty and pointless then it becomes up to the INDIVIDUAL to create the meaning of their own lives. The individual becomes an artist who can decorate and infuse life with all sorts of magical beliefs and mystical perceptions. We can become connected, we can choose our beliefs no matter how wild or outrageous or wacky or contradictory they may seem. (I believe in science and magic and I see no issue at all.)
Most likely, at the root of everything, in the atoms, molecules, electrons, quarks and bosons, there’s nothing, nothing at all.
We’re made of nothing and yet here we are, somethings. Meaning is nothingness and we the somethings make it ours by what we CHOOSE to think about, believe in, what we focus on, how we perceive.
So maybe I’m wrong and the meaning of our lives is really choice?