Zero Essay: Meaning of Life in storm (Shit)

Writing under influence,

No point is made here, hence no point shall be taken. It’s been a while but writing is breathing to me. Sometimes I use my nose and rarely my mouth but I, without fail, breathe the breath.

Life is utterly simple in IMH perspective.

THe meaining of life differes from person to another on daily basis at every momentary opening.

So the question is not whether our meaning of life differs greatly in general but whether, in certain sepcial situations.

Our existence is same in principle; we cannot have abstract mode of thoughts meddling in its definition; but, rather with vocational calling, this thing which random certain a few on earth may call it the mission: for ‘something greater than myself.’

It’s a devastating pitiful sight to witness youngs wither rather than bloom in their youth over better pays nowadays. Money is a play of devil to those without, don’t you think? I have him sitting top of the pile of books in my room. Never leaves I tell you, never leaves.

There’s truly nothing more saddening than man in his flower wasting life in heavy sigh. Don’t you think? How would you live your 20s if you had another chance at it, think about it.

YOLO is not a spanning terminology developed by the adolescent folks. It’s falls in the realm of logic in everlasting world where you as an individual should take to heart: “You Only Live Once.” (with a PERIOD). And how beautiful is it that we only get to live once?

Imagine you are in your 20s sitting in a lecture or at a random show or meeting where you are present as an audicence. You are sitting there witnessing the progress of the show from your favourite whomever-it-may-be.

THen the person goes: “FOr the sake of argument let’s say you created a time-travel machine, would you get on it?”

What would you say?

I’d say: “Yes, of the f- course.”

So you travel back to your 20s.

The evergreen 20s. How thrilling would it be?

Then the person goes: “That’s exactly where you are, right now.”

“Isn’t that enough of motivation for greatness? At least a mening for life?”

I say this again but life spent following the flow of society is a saddening one. I know you had family to look after, you had things to burden, I know and I know and seen devastation of life but at the end of the day: “It’s your life.”

To avoid spending life like the waves slapping its body on the edge of the shore, you must know your meaning of life. For real.

Individual should carry out their specific task. A sum of the task irreplaceable by no other than you, sum of which cannot equal to any other human beings. Hence the task in itself becomes as unique to the opportunity bestowed to him/her. This is how a meaning is given to one’s aimless definition of life.

By in mid-late 20s or at least in early 30s, you ought to possess the reason behind your own existence of the meaning of life (your own life) and forfeit the questioning at life: “because the question only returns with bigger question at the end of the day. And, question at life in essence is a question asked in mirror: You.”
We must thrive or should have thriven to be the master of our own before reaching the age of too-late. What is in a life without WHY? What is a life knowing WHY we live? What the hell would you want to live just to live? But this all in true is an atrocious one because it seems to be the case of all nowadays.

But we must understand that by carrying the WHY and carrying the responsibility following the realization of your WHY, we have the answer to the meaning of life: “Because we are responsible, we now have the answer.”

Our meaning of life and essence equals Responsibility.

To understand the essence, there are couple ways which I can think of at this moment (being that I’m a little under influence writing this petty writing) 1. Deed! 2. Experienment of such and such, like nature or love 3. Ordeal like suffering

But I’ll write about (2) because love is a fond topic of mine.

Love is the greatest of all. It is without a fail. If it failed you in the past, you were unworthy or the person of your choice was unworthy. THereby making you a person with a poor choice.

Do worry not, I have been there as everyone of us have been there, as well.

Seems like everyone is a bother and sister to every one another in this POV.

Ha.

Self-Not: Do not drink and write, that’s my practice.

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