All there is – is Life. What is happening is – 'life' happening or an expression of life.
But due to whatever reasons, the mind of an individual, feels incomplete,
compelling him, to seek a purpose or meaning to his life. All this is only
when, he has not much work to do, and is caught thinking, to find a way out of
frustration.
When I travel to office, with full faith in the driving skill of the driver,
and when the destination as to where to go, is clear to him, I sink into reading some script on my hand
phone. It could be a news item or a mail. There is full engrossment into it.
After a while when I look up, there is just scenes passing, and no reference
whatsoever to those scenes nor to any reference of 'where' I am, with respect to those scenes. It could have been a stretch, that I have crossed a
thousand times. But there is no meaning there, because nothing is sought in there. When there is a thought, to know,
where I am, the functioning of the mind, to make meanings, kicks in, and it takes a while to link into memory,
synchronise the events that are happening to memory, bring about a meaning to
the scenes outside, and also a meaning to 'a me', in reference to where I am. It
makes 'me', while it makes the 'outside world'. If you ask me, what is the
experience while the not knowing of the scenes were, about myself, I may
answer, that there wasn’t a sense of me, but it would be entirely wrong to make
such a statement, because, one cannot make out, what is the absence of a sense
of ‘me’, unless there is a sense of me. So its a paradox, and the statement
just comes out, as a recorded answer, just to convince the questioner.
So with that analogy, I could clearly say, that unless life
plays out a ‘me’ and the 'outside world, apart from me', there exists nothing there, to have a purpose
or a meaning. At best the purpose or meaning of ‘life’ could be to play the
game of a ‘me’ and the 'other'. This, of course, IT does all the while, and That too successfully, as if fulfilling it’s
plan. So in a way, if you want to play any game, of being a doctor or an
engineer or a husband and father etc, you have a chance to engross yourself,
into that play, positively or negatively, as if the purpose was to 'sink' into an engrossment, meaning, loving what you do. However, it would be also something that
is happening, at that point of time, without being
conscious of playing out that way.
Meaning to life, is an idea. We imagine that ideas are real things to achieve, and can give us a sense of fulfilment. This is just another idea. It keeps you in an engrossed loop and time passes effectively. After a
while, it seems unsatisfying and there is a change to what we would next do, to satisfy
our role more and more effectively. For some, the game can become, playing a
victim, and the world has suddenly played itself out, to take out all the
meaning to one’s life. There is more struggle than normal, to be out of such a
situation, that doesn’t exist, and one goes deeper and deeper into one’s own
hallucinated world.
So, purpose and meaning of life is an unpurposeful search.
Its like a pawn on the chess board, trying to seek the purpose of life, even
when the player, that is using the pawn, to just have fun, playing out chess. The
purpose there is not to save the pawn or kill the pawn, but to simply play the game out of the love for the game.
When the game is over, all moves are forgotten, and the game is also forgotten.
So just know, that all there is –is life, and do whatever
you love to do the most, depending on if such a thought arises there or not,
without getting into what one should do or not do. No rules are right or wrong.
All is done only to ensure that the reaction of such doing, doest hurt you or any other, and
there is a sense of ‘being’ in the doing, seemingly purposeful.
HI nandu,
ReplyDeletewhat exactly is the purpose of this blog?
Just felt like writing how, I feel, about life. May be make a book and some money too, in my old age, Haha.
ReplyDeleteThe original purpose was to show people that we are not who we think we are. However, that purpose has fallen away. It is putting in writing, some thoughts, that seems to force themselves into writing.
ReplyDeleteWhat exactly is the purpose of life? Life has various purposes for various people and aspects. Like wise, for some people, the blog serves to inspire them to seek. For some, may be criticise. For some, just reading better than doing nothing. How would I know?. It helped me spend an hour, writing it, and to be happy that I could write off what was inspiring me!
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