The human mind. What an incredibly complex, beautiful place in which to live. It can be our best friend and our worst enemy all within a simple matter of seconds. Alas, it is the only place we can live. Throughout life, many people will come and many will go. But we will always remain at home in our minds, we’ll never leave. Is this fair? Well, what is fair? To think of something as fair or unfair implies that our homely mind has been given to us. We cannot appeal to the board of mind issuers and say, ‘Hey, I don’t like this mind anymore, I’d like a different one now please.’ No, when it comes to minds, you have what you’re given and you’ve just got to accept matters and get on with matters.
There was an infinite period of time before we became conscious we were at home in our minds, and there will certainly be an infinite period of times long after our tenancy has expired. It could be argued that because they occupy such a brief and insignificant period of time and space, life is just a happy mistake. Others, myself included, choose to embrace this brief reign, why waste the short time we have? The argument would be futile, it is one that has divided minds since their conception in the universe, so I’ll just say my piece and leave the arguments to the enlightened.
So then, what are we to do? Do we live life to the fullest, or do we just patiently wait for expiration? Well, you know my stance as aforementioned. But how do I live life to the full I hear you ask? To achieve happiness and pleasure, you must first understand it. It is said that everything in the universe has an opposite, with that in mind we can agree that the opposite of happiness is sadness. If we are only ever happy, how can you know that you are? It must follow that to be happy; you must have, or at least, have had a certain degree of sadness if you are to say that you are happy. What makes us happy then? The happiness gained from buying yourself a new pair of shoes, is the memory of not having the shoes and now being able to dispel it. The happiness from meeting the love of your life is the memory of the sad loneliness you felt before you met them.
So is the meaning of life and your sole purpose to be happy? Or is it simply to experience everything, and then make your own mind up? I once thought owning a Nirvana CD would make me happy. I then attained a Nirvana CD. It was terrible. But thanks to that experience, I was able to discount something in my quest. Is the discounting what actually made me happy?
I honestly have no idea, I’m not certain anybody can ever claim to know, it was just a thought. Apologies for it not being a very concise one.