The "meaning of life" can be interpreted in many, many ways, but this is mine.
My good friend and I have different opinions on a lot of things. You name it, we probably have argued about it: politics, religion, sports, everything. Do not get me wrong we are still great friends, and we have many intellectual conversations, which is why I think we are such good friends. But anyways, I asked him what he thought about this subject, or rather placed my opinion on the table and let him set his down next to it. He is living and making decisions that make him happy. Which is one perspective. And I do not believe that he is the only one with that mindset. However, that way of thinking just does not make sense in my mind. We are faced with so many opportunities to make a difference if we pay attention. Plus I feel as if we continue to be the best we can be, that would in turn make us happy as well. He does not see that as being happy but rather setting yourself up for disappointment. Which also makes sense because if you are actively trying to better yourself you might never be satisfied. Our arguments never seem to have any closure, based on the fact that we are both very stubborn people, but I cannot help but thinking that I would always be left wondering if I did not at least try to better myself. I do not think I would be any happier otherwise. But maybe that's just me.
JSL
No comments:
Post a Comment