robinrohan writes: We are products of a mindless universe. We are here, hanging about, trying to figure out what it's all about, and then we come to understand that it's not about anything at all. |
Beautiful! (The rest of your story as well.) You are a poet, Robin.
Faith writes: I think RAZD is right, the other option is just living or just not thinking about it much. I don't remember giving much thought to purpose in my life BC. There were things I liked to do and I tried to do them, and things I didn't like to do and I tried to avoid them, and things I knew I must do so I did them, and that was about it for purpose. Just following one's own inclinations isn't exactly finding a purpose is it? Or is it? Meaning is another thing, however. I did want meaning and couldn't find any of that either. |
"My life BC"?? Come on Faith, I know you're not the youngest, but surely you can't be that old?!
But seriously, that was a joy to read. I don't know why really. I mean, you're not saying anything particularly profound there, but yet the flow of your sentences makes them read like something out of the memoirs of a philosophical giant. Have you ever considered studying philosophy? I think you and Robin should pair up. You two would make a wonderful team writing philosophical poetic prose. Your writing, Robin's, and that of some of the others, is why I keep coming back to EvC. That, and the intellectually stimulating discussions.
"Ignorance more frequently begets confidence than does knowledge: it is those who know little, not those who know much, who so positively assert that this or that problem will never be solved by science." - Charles Darwin.