“People’s dreams should be either crazy or unreal. Otherwise, these are nothing but plans for tomorrow!”
(Today, I heard this philosophy about life. Wonderful isn’t it?) ❤️
“Nothing contributes so much to tranquilize the mind as a steady
purpose—a point on which the soul may fix its intellectual eye.”
A great philosophical plague of the twentieth century, sure to tail us
into the millennium, is widespread feelings of personal pointlessness.
So many people are without a firm sense of purpose or meaning in their lives that the lack has come to seem normal. But few live happily that way. We’re generally not satisfied with the idea that our lives and our world are completely accidental and without rhyme or reason. The further we look in that direction without finding any other explanation, the harder it is to bear.
The existentialists are only partly to blame. They were so cool— hanging out on the Left Bank, smoking cigarettes, thinking deep
thoughts, scribbling philosophy and poetry on napkins and tablecloths.
The existentialists truly excelled at making it look romantic to kill off
God and step into the abyss.
A lot of people dip into existentialism, conclude that life is pointless, and wonder why, if that is so, they should bother with anything. Here’s my favorite argument to stop that slide into existential depression: If life as we know it is indeed a fantastically unlikely accident, all the more reason to appreciate it. If we come from nothingness and will return to nothingness, I say let’s spend the time we have celebrating the very some-thingness of life. Our time here is precious—literally irreplaceable. So: live authentically! The catch there is that you have to figure out what living authentically means to you, but one thing it surely implies is engagement with—not withdrawal from—life itself. Use your free will to choose renewed appreciation of every moment rather than despair.