Is searching for the meaning of life enough to be the meaning of life?

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   Philanthropy2012posted 12 years ago

   Is searching for the meaning of life enough to be the meaning of life?
   
   

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   Shahid Bukhariposted 12 years ago

   Yes ...
   
   For when you come to know ... the Meaning of Life ... Means, you get to Know, that there is a Purpose of Life ...
   You Find ... That there is a Creator of Life ... You Follow The Laws ... that should Govern ... Human Life ...
   That's what ... a Believer, Is ...

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   Panacea-VVDposted 12 years ago

   An insightful question, and I like the way you phrased it.
   I notice that it assumes three things: first, that there is, in fact, a “meaning of life;” second, that if there is such a thing, only one and not more exist (why can’t there be two, or seven, or even infinite meanings?); and third, that such a meaning is constant, rather than variable and relative to any given person.
   It’s important to remember that “meaning” is a human idea, imposed on the universe by us, and not vice versa. One way to see it is as follows...
   There are two kinds of meaning (or purpose): internal and external. The first is what people hope to achieve in their lives through certain actions (e.g. the purpose of a visit to France could be to learn about French culture.) The second is the notion of a purpose beyond our daily lives, an ultimate aim that would justify our existence. While the first is a useful concept, grounded in reality, the second is based on our desire to feel necessary and important. It doesn’t sit well with us that there may not be a reason for our existence. So distasteful is this possibility, so offensive to our sense of worth, that many prefer to invent a purpose rather than consider its likelihood dispassionately. Unfortunately, uncomfortable conclusions can’t simply be wished away.

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   erickcbposted 12 years ago

   Yup. The Journey is what counts. I fully believe that the growing process itself, not the final destination is where the meaning of it all lies. I believe people are just like everything else in this universe. Changing forever. Growing, experiencing, forever blooming into something.. something beyond words. Everyday you are a "bigger", new you with a little bit MORE than what you had yesterday. The growing never stops and why should it? If life is governed by some infinite source then the growth should also be infinite. I think the societal influences each of us has points us toward where we will end up instead on realizing every moment is it. We have been taught to always look toward the future, make plans for success, get retirement funds going, blah blah. Everyone is constantly focused on some far sighted goal, that they miss out on the little things and experiences that make life so much more meaningful.

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