The Meaning of Life

I bet you never knew that the meaning of life had a Wikipedia page. I personally, did not find it very helpful. So, it's late and I can't sleep, and I am sitting here with my browser open knowing that the Internet has boundless possibilities... with such boundless possibilities you would think that I could find at least a small shred of peace for my restless state of mind, but no. The Internet, which was originally invented to help aid the conception of a collective consciousness by aspiring academics is now merely wrought with 'do-it-yourself' YouTube videos, advertisements and other much much more questionable content. For those who say that the world is shaped by the pursuit of knowledge, I would show them the Internet. This fantastic tool with practically limitless social power has been doused in desire. I won't judge, I just find it intriguing to observe the way we shape our tools, and how our tools shape us. So many of our tendencies are so very instinctual. But I am getting off topic.

Upon perusing the google machine for something to help me make sense of my steadfast conundrum I happened upon a fascinating page. Now this page might not be fascinating to anyone else, just myself, in this particular state; but it instilled in me a rather epiphanatic (I know this is not a word, but I will use it anyway) notion. This page was simply a list of quotes on the meaning of life. Unfortunately I did not happen on anything extraordinary, I found most of these quotes rather plain written by people I had never met or ever even heard of. They all dithered about, committing to everything and nothing at all. Their meaning of life was often a question, or sometimes something mildly metaphorical. Not once did someone ever give you an outright answer, to be honest I would have been much more content if someone had just gone out on a limb and said that the meaning of life was cheese. At least then I might smile, or at least smirk, and feel far more enlightened. If i had my opportunity on the tabulators of the world, I would say that the meaning of life is cheese.

But no, the meaning of life was a journey, a search, a starry sky, or the meaning of life is what you make it. It was then that I suffered an epiphany; who are these people to lecture me on the meaning of life? What chastising remarks they had in store! To even think that you are big enough to break down one of life's mammoth questions, is in my mind a sign of insanity. So you may take your bowl of cherries, and your box of chocolates, I would rather stare at the sky and wonder why it's blue.