Many people have tried to answer a simple question. The sentence structure is simple, the words are more than simple, the sentence itself is short, but the answer is more than simple, and long from short. Since humans have been on this earth, this question has been pondered. Right now you are probably going through your head trying to figure out such a question. This question many people have asked higher institutes of theology, education, and even government. Another hint you ask, well if this question was a math problem, this is how it would be set up: A + B= ∞. It is a question with no one answer. On a piece of paper, write down three such questions that come to mind. It is possible however that there might be one simple answer. Figured it out yet? This question is pure, but the answer could be immoral, unjust, and yet blameless. Now look at the questions…do they look simple? The question is, what is the meaning to life?
People come from different backgrounds, different areas of the world, and have different life experiences. Although there are several activities that humans are connected by. We all sleep, we die, we love, we laugh, etc. This is my attempt to explain the unexplainable, to convey my thoughts on something that cannot be concluded. I first will start with the meaning of the individual in life. This will not be a true definition of course, I mean, we are trying to figure something out that has no definition, so we must go about this in an unorthodox fashion. Each section should have you thinking. Sadly, I will start off with a subject that some may find depressing, and a terrible way to start off, but I promise everything will be all right.
Is it possible that the meaning of life is that one thing that nobody really wants to talk about, death? It is rather an oxymoron to say that life equals death, but it is the culmination of life itself. What is the best part of the movie usually? It is the ending, correct? From the day that you are born, your time is limited. From the moment you hear and understand the word, the concept is in your head. Maybe if you understand this concept early, you can grab all out of life that is possible. Death might have been created so that your life is never taken for granted, that all of the landmarks in your life have meaning. If you lived forever, what would be the significance of anything? Maybe the math question goes like this, Birth + Life = Death. Sure is a grim thing to say I agree. Death is certain; it is concrete, and its always going to be there. Death doe not always have to be negative though. Many cultures handle death in different manners; it is not always the weeping, sobbing part. Some celebrate the person’s life. Like it is the grand finale of ones great theatrical performance.
Death is there for a reason. Nobody really understands or knows why; it’s just a fact of life. So why dread it? I say challenge death, make it come get you, and fight for everything you have. If you challenge death, and live, actually live, than death is nothing. Who knows, it might not actually be the last chapter. I do agree however, that when someone dies, especially at such a young age, or for something meaningless (that also could be argued), that it does scare me? It honestly scares the hell out of me, but I turn that fear into adrenaline, into intelligent though, into ambition, into life. Maybe that is the true meaning to both life and death.
Birth is a beautiful thing. An innocent, crying ball of flesh that has been evolving for nine months, finally comes and joins the world. Who knows the impact this baby will have on the world. Who would have said that Martin Luther King Jr., when he was born that he would make landmark history in civil rights, or when Hitler was born he would arguably be one of the most controversial government leaders in modern history? You have this baby, with the whole world ahead of him. Maybe the meaning of life is life itself. How you play it, what you gain in it, and the good and/or bad you do in it. Life is what you make it some say; maybe this is an explanation of what the meaning is. Birth carries on the torch, it is a statement itself that life will continue, at least for the moment. Every birth is a celebration of life, and the fascinating aspects of it, and how much potential we have as human beings to be great.
Everyone loves love. Either love of an object, an entity, a human, or any other such thing. You are programmed at birth to find someone to mate with, to be your match. When you find this match, love ensues, and hopefully the fairy tale ending of happily ever after. Songs are written about it, not just about love of a significant lover, but songs about loving a bar, or a certain car. People facilitate their lives around the things they love, generally speaking. You may love football, and stay around the house all weekend watch football on TV, and that is your bliss. I like the idea of love being the meaning of life. This could entail everything that is a solution of love. Out of love between traditional couples there could be made a family. Family can come out of love. Love is something that has so many products. Love can be that triple-threat answer to that simple question. Maybe that is why death is so hard? It is always the loved ones that we mourn over, which sometimes makes love tough. No matter what we love, at one point it will end. Maybe not in your lifetime, but in your death, what you love ends. We love the things we do, and take care of the things we love so we can live. You cannot really enjoy life without love. It is ingrained in you from birth.
How about hate? For every action there is a opposite and equal reaction. We go through life trying to avoid the things we hate, and if not completely avoid, then keep it to the minimal. Right now America is in the War on Terrorism. We, as a government, hates terrorism, and that is why we are over there, trying to end what we hate. Ironically, we try to end the things we hate, so we can enjoy the fruits of what we love. Medical research that can make us live healthier and possibly longer, is a example of society trying to prolong, if not try to eliminate death.