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The Meaning of Life Doesn't Matter

One of the questions I tend to get is what I think the meaning of life is. I never have a good answer because I've never tried to answer the question. And I've never tried to answer the question because I don't think that it matters.

As children we're conditioned to do what we're supposed to do. That makes sense, because five-year-olds probably aren't well equipped to decide when to go to school or the dentist. The problem, though, is that we stay in this "supposed to" mode way too long. It becomes a habit and a way of life.

To me, figuring out the meaning of life is just an extension of figuring out what you're "supposed to do". Except, of course, that it can't be figured out. Humans have been trying forever and no one's gotten it yet. Odds are that you won't either.

Thoughts about goals, plans and going goal-less

On The Brave Tiger

Recently I read the articles about no goals and about goal-less by Leo Babauta. While most of his posts let something resonate in me, this post felt somehow strange. Therefore I started to think about the topic.

His main argument is, you don't need a goal, things will come naturally. As long as you have goals, you will fail and while you fail you will suffer. A goal implies it's failure more or less from start up because we are humans and imperfect.

I give in into this premises and agree. Humans are imperfect and will likely fail. But I don't think, it's because of the set goal in first place. Leo gives a metaphor to explain his point of view:

Consider this common belief: “You’ll never get anywhere unless you know where you’re going.” This seems so common sensical, and yet it’s obviously not true if you stop to think about it. Conduct a simple experiment: go outside and walk in a random direction, and feel free to change directions randomly. After 20 minutes, an hour … you’ll be somewhere! It’s just that you didn’t know you were going to end up there.

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