Tuesday, May 10, 2005

What is it all about?

Okay, color me a dork.

I went to see hitchhikers Guide (I'm a fan - sue me) and I began to ponder an interesting question... That being, what is the answer to the question and how do you arrive at both.

And while the book (and movie) delve into that, I wondered what they meant to me. What is the ultimate answer to the ultimate question? What are my ultimate questions and answers?


Hmmmm...

For quite sometime, I have been searching, as I assume everyone is, for the meaning of life and not in that ethereal-larger-than-life-movie-of-the-week way, but more along the lines of what the meaning of MY life?

Which lends itself to the whole "why am I here?" saga.


The best I can figure at the moment, is that I am not here for any great purpose. That may change. It is entirely possible that I have done or may do something to save the fate of the free world, but how will I ever know? So best not to worry needlessly over it. What I do know, is that I am here because my Dad got lucky and my Mom didn't run to the clinic to obliterate me. (By the by, thanks mom, I do appreciate existing and all.)

It may be all chance whether we exist or not, what we do with it once we are here, is probably what matters.

I can only assume that most people have a "before I die" list. Y'know a mental checklist of all the things that you just have to do before you check out. My list has changed over the years. It was pretty funny when I was fourteen, filled with dreams of kissing Michael Jackson... Which now, lemme tell ya, not so much of a priority... yech.


There are a few "lifers" on my BID list that I should try to make them happen. Probably sooner than later, cause you never know when your time is up.

Sure, I'd like to grow old, surrounded by lots of grandkids (all of which would be fighting over my sizable fortune) and I would look my impending demise and say "eh, whatever." But that might not happen and the reality could be less appealing. I have no way of knowing. So its about the parts in between. I can't focus on the destination, but the road that leads there.

But I digress.. So okay, moving on...

All of this pondering has lead me to ask the question. What do I want the answer to? So what I've decided is that my ultimate question is "Will I be happy?" and I've decided my ultimate answer is "If I choose to be."



2 comments:

Footprint said...

it is not for us to look for the meaning of life for it is we who give life meaning...

Richard said...

You know... it's odd, because I always 'assume' I know why I'm here - yeah, as egotistical as that sounds. My assumption is that 'I'm here to learn and move on'. What I keep asking - nay, demanding of the universe - is 'what the hell am I supposed to learn?' Speaks as much to impatience as anything. I keep forgetting that the journey is how I learn.