The Point
“The more the universe seems comprehensible, the more it also seems pointless.” – Steven Weinberg, Theoretical Physicist
Figuring it all out does no one any good.
The mind is shaped through experience.
A Form of being. Expressing yourself.
Work to play.
or Play to Work.
as children the conditions were right. surrounded by friends without care (hopefully).
Sadness when we have our toys taken away.
Death falls upon the family.
Maybe its just to occupy time.
- Choose One
- Make money
- Live an aesthetic live
- Travel and see the world
- Make art
- I lime those things that make you forget this question entirely. Where time dissipates into oblivion.
- Spending time with loved ones. Yeah but how much time is too much time.
- Is the point to do wht you want.
- Is the point to sacrifice your life for the next generation?
- To copy everyone else
- Or how about to be a
- How how about to put the puzzle pieces together like I did when I was a kid? Build skills and havits to achieve my dreams.
- Is it to make a list of dreams.
- Do kids posess the answer? They dont have the capacticty to even understand this concept. They just are
- Live an instagram eprfect life? Find that dime piece to lock down, live in the south of france.
- All of that sounds pretty nice to me.
- I want. I want. I want a lot of things.
- How could I unify my life to be absolutely perfect.
- Everything we need to know is within our grasp
- Thats MINE as my nephew says
- Mine is a concept beholden to the beholder.
- Its disappointment waiting to happen.
- Its the remaniants of a loveless society
- We are on this same emotional journey that these kids are on, weve just tapered the edges a bit
- We can light a fire, a few candles.
- Change the atmosphere of our space.
- Spend the night with our loved ones in a rapture-esque fit. The wine and food flowing like a greek orgy.
- Study psychadelics.
- What abojt those times were innoculated from wants and desires
- Do we live for the moments in between the moments
- Playing with my nephew
- Ywah but you gotta make miney to be happy.
- The art of becoming is a d
- When the mudaness of lifw weighs down on us and the repitition shears away our will to live.