Are meaning and purpose just a distracted person’s crutch?
Because if we are here, truly here and in the now, what reason do we have for a mental construct that is purpose?
Or is the mind such an important part in our experience that we need to feed it with purpose?
Animals don’t need purpose.
But we’re not animals, are we?
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One of the greatest lies we tell ourselves is that we’re falling behind. That someone else is ahead.
As a young man I associated strength with force; louder voices, sharper opinions, firm lines in the sand.