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There has to be more to life than this.
We can’t just all be born, go to school, get a job, retire and die. Where’s the point in that? Nothing before us, and nothing after. Even if you change the world, you still pass on into nothingness; sure, you’ll be remembered, but it’s not as if you’ll hear their praise. And a few centuries into the future, you’ll be forgotten; like your parents and your grandparents and your great grandparents before you.
And so I ask what we are expected to do; what makes life worth living. I’m not talking suicidal here, merely wondering that our lives can pass from day to day like dust in the sunlight, there and gone in an instant. Something has to happen - something to make life interesting, to give us a purpose. Maybe it’s all the books I’ve been reading that get my expectations way up there. But either way, thinking of all the days and months and years ahead of me, I have to believe there will be something more, a reason and a path to take. Otherwise, I cannot for the life of me justify the time I waste at home or at school. Of course, everyone says that education is essential, and if I want a good life ahead of me, I had better learn. But in two hundred years, do you think they’ll remember that one girl did or did not go to high school and college? Do you think anyone will be the better off because I wasted six more years of my life preparing for a future I didn’t even want in the first place?
When I think of the seconds and the minutes ticking by; now a day has gone, and a week, eventually a month; and only twelve of those to a year; and after that, only fifty years in which I’ll do any good at a job. And in the end, I realized: Life IS short! Everyone always told me so, but I guess I had to discover it for myself. I just thought it would be when I was 80 years old, sitting in a rocking chair, reflecting on how fast my life had sped by.
I had a dream, and in that dream I was standing at the beach at night. And I looked up at the stars to where the moon should be, and in it’s place a great ball of fire was glowing brighter as I watched. And finally it winked out, and there was the moon; but it disintegrated before my eyes, breaking into smaller and smaller pieces until it was utterly gone. Then rocks and meteorites rained down from the sky for about five seconds, then stopped. And everything was quiet, and there were no tides, and there was no moon.
I woke up, and I felt disappointment. Because in my dream, something had happened; something big, something unpredictable that could change the world, even destroy it; the human race might have been extinguished. But there was a moon, still, after all. And everyone went about their business, walking with their suits and briefcases and their noses in the air as if theirs was the most important job in the world. And I longed to see them in their panic if the moon had indeed disappeared - I longed to see those so-carefully-composed faces as they realized that money and power and fame could not save them now.
Anyway, the point: I want to know what you live for. I don’t believe in God, or the afterlife - sometimes I wish I did, because then I need not fear the nothingness that awaits me at death’s door. But I want to know why you live your life the way you do; why you work your job or go to school or pay your taxes and think it’s important.
What is the force that drives you? How do you justify the years spent doing business, faking smiles and pretending courtesy when (or I should say, if) you know you will die in so many years, and the few that remember you will also die soon after; and you will have no memory or consciousness to speak of. Nothing before; nothing after. Dust to dust. Is there really nothing more to life?
You get out of life what you put into it. You have to decide what is worth living for, then go for it to the best you can with whatever time you have. No one can choose for you, and no one can live for you. You have to MAKE the things you want, and you have to give them meaning.
Since writing this post Anonymous may have helped people, but has not within the last 4 days.
You talk about college, so it sounds like you are not out of high school yet. I look back at high school and think of all the flailing idiots who were there - including me. Even those arrogant h.s. kids who thought they knew what they wanted out of life, many of them changed their majors halfway through college. College can be a time to get the training for a job you are suited for, like lawyers or doctors. But it’s often, for most of us, a time to safely try things, cuz no one knows about us and our history. We can reinvent ourselves a couple times if we want, switch departments at the school, and just claim we are changing majors! Lots of folks find passions that way. There are still lousy humans there, but as you explore and learn (really learn, not the crap they dish out in h.s.), you find some thoughtful worthwhile people and ideas. I can’t tell you what those will be for you, but just keep looking. Treat yourself well in the meantime, so you are there, ready when your passions find you. I sound like a greeting card, but it’s true for me and my friends.
People with faith are lucky to have that sense of reassurance, that they are not alone. The rest of us have to create that sense for ourselves, and when we’re discouraged, we can only rely on lousy humans to bolster our hopes, instead of the omniscient God. I know that I can never rely on any one moment to judge the entirety of my life. I am proud of many things I do; yet probably 80% of my life is pretty mundane. Some of it is for a good reason. I have a nice boyfreind, and that means I can’t always just go wherever I want whenever I want, and expect him to hang around - though he understands when I sometimes just need to go or do. Some of my girlfriends have more interesting lives, but they seem to lose their boyfriends more often. I’d rather have the love.
That worthwhile 20% also keeps me motivated not to let the mundane 80% take over even more. It is a conscious effort, and I don’t always have someone there to help me. I just need to keep finding things so that the 20% keeps me feeling like I can honestly smile, and not have to fake it.
death isent the end it’s just another form of life
There is no point. Who ever told you there was? They lied.
It has often said that life is a journey. It isnt the destiny that matters it is the getting there that has the value. I have asked the same questions and I have to say life is what you make of it.
Philosophers say that we are spiritual beings having a human experience. (Wayne Dyer) To understand what your purpose is in life may lie in the “teachings of abraham” which is not a religious sanction but rather a different view about the meaning of life. I have come to this in my search for the meanings of it all. If you can investigate this it may give you a perspective. I know that it has for me when at one point I couldn’t agree more with you.
I need help. I’m a self-pitying 22 year old who has absolutely no idea how get more from life. I beieve that there has to be more to life than this. I know that there is but it’s achieving it that stumps me. Society sucks. Also, whoever says that money can’t make you happy is a big fat liar. Todays sociey is about the hidious cycle of working and consuming. People work to get money and pile that money straight back into the system. People are so influenced and manipulated by the system it is scary. So many people are completely unaware of it. We are all born into this system and only a few people will ever have the sense to debate it. To look around and see what the human race “such an intelligent life form” has done to the world. Technology has been the destroyer of a great many things. Where is the revolution? Where is common sense? Where is happyness?
I guess I have many theorys on this topic, Firstly from an evolutionary non-religous stand point and to put a downer on myself I think, we are merely another species on this planet, like the animals, insects, bacteria, whatever, nothing more important just get born, make the best, re-produce and die, just like all the other species with the only difference being intelligence enough to realise how “pants” it all is. Our brains are not capable of dealing with the prospect of the senceless nature of existence so we all have to beleive there’s a hidden “point” to it all and we just have to find the “point” to achieve happiness, sucsess, whatever and if we can’t then find it we become miserable, unhappy, depressed and we shall bitterly become the pointless waste of space’s we beleive we are. Scientists and Philosiphers and the like, have for century’s tried to discover the meaning of life to satisfy the mental anguish, many think they find “the answer” but you know they don’t, and they never have and they never will because they look in all the wrong place’s and they do not have the intelligence they beleive they do.
See I beleive there is God, un-argueably. I won’t be the one to preach to you, I am simply telling you what I think. Scientists and they’re “big bang theory” is the biggest pile of claptrap I’ve ever heard and yes, I do understand science but to explain away existence in it’s entirety to a big cosmic explosion which started such a chain of events as to explain every single thing? Now to me that is far more unbeleivable than a theory which says there is God an amazing being who created every single thing in heaven and on earth.
For me the only truth is the bible and the only answers in God. I do not beleive I have ever found a religion I beleive to be true in it’s entirety just some truth in all. I could sit and pick apart probably every religion in exsistence if I had the time, to explain why not one is total in truth but I don’t have the luxury of time enough to do that, nor will I be the sort of person who tells anyone what they beleive is not true. All I know is, that I have faith, and love enough in God to know, we were created in his image, we, his children, whom he loves as children not the animals or the insects or the bacteria, we were made as special to him. There IS more than this, but we can try to work it out all we like until time indefinite if we like, but we will know, ONLY when HE is ready to let us know. The best mind on the planet will not be close in it’s guesses and so give up trying to find out. In the meantime, just make good choices, be good and kind, have love, do the best and be the best that YOU can, listen to what it is you feel and more than this find God in your heart and he will have you, in his.
i feel the same way who cares how smart you are or how much money you make in the end its pointless i have been reading a lot of books latley and they make me crave adventure for somthing new to happen and it never does some people wont get what i mean but i do
There does not seem to be a point, please someone tell me if there is. You know in those B grade movies whre the guy wakes up and he is the last man alive on earth, and he screams and crys. Those are my dreams and in my dreams are the only times i am happy.
These souless people who walk past me on the street i want to smash there faces in, burn them, We are all told to get a job , and for what? to earn money for **** we dont even need
I would like to think i’m not alone, that as i typre this millions of other people are having the same thoughts as I, or perhaps i’m just crazy.
It sounds like you have a pretty clear grasp on the condition. It is almost unfathomable, for me anyway. A gift as unique as consciousness miraculously coming into being only to end as though it were any other pattern in the sand to be washed away without so much as a passing condescension by any force of intelligence or compassion in this universe. Yet as miserable as it is to consider how all the greatest of our gifts and potential can simply never cycle through in time to accomplish much in this life save constant compromise, I find it even more incredible to think that at a time when technology offers realistic alternatives, human civilization still insists on sequestering the fountain of life for the highest bidders while the rest of us suffer, breed, work, and die, just like nothing in the world had changed.
What do you mean regenerative therapy and a simple monthly screening could keep me alive for centuries?
All I do now is what this mad world forces me to do by association, by proxy, by unspoken expectations and imagined necessities of our inherited sense of traditional responsibilities so far out of sync with the reality of our modern environment I view them as edicts of lemming cult fanatics obsessed with death and human slavery; all the insidious ways that greed is allowed to invade our lives because somehow our alleged great society never managed to write up proper legislation for a public housing, healthcare, and social welfare program that functions as a safety net for the people, so our lives aren’t allowed to be so completely compromised by the Agenda of the corporations that directly manipulate the context of all the stupid ******** we are made to navigate through just to afford to survive. A thinking person eventually must cease making excuses for the insanity of our collective behavior.
Someone once said “life isn’t fair, its just fairer than death.” In all honesty the only thing I live for is the faint hope of what might still be. Most of the greatest thinkers of our time agree we have an optimistic 50/50 chance of surviving the impending explosion of new molecular bio-technologies also now available to the not-so-highest bidder, but if we do manage to refrain from our own gluttonous vanity enough to hold out for a while, I suppose I’d have to say I’d live to gain access to the technology that would allow me to live long enough for the horrible failure of so much of human nature to finally be suppressed by responsible leadership, and for a day when the human beings on Earth are capable of recognizing themselves as being each of inherent value enough to deserve the right to be truly free in proportion to our collective abundance.
Not a communism, just a bar. A standard. Something better than the same old ******** excuse for why the billionaires shouldn’t have to buy the starving man a sandwich. **** you fat bastards, all of you, and may you roast in the imaginary bad place where all the non-existent souls who were naughty in this life that is all there is go after they finally cease to exist.
I’m definitely not holding my breath.
I don’t know what is life a gift givin to us for a short Time in witch we should make the best of but there has to be more then just growing up getting a Job make money settle down grow old then die That can’t just be it our minds have unlimited thoughts wants so meny different possibilitys that run threw our heads our minds if that was the case our minds would be limited to do just that like some robot but that’s not the case I feel there has to be more
There is more. We have a creator. And He has been shaking our world, putting questions in our heart, that will lead us back to Him. Humans for so long trust in themsleves to give themsleves the answer…. But the truth is, we have a creator and we are created for something; something only our creator can explain to us. There is a God, and He wants us to seek Him; He wants us to realize that we do not have all the answers…………. He has put everything in place for us to find Him, by saying “seek and you will find”.
Seek the kingdom of God and His righteousness and every other thing, inluding purpose will be added to you.
i feel like you just took the thought out of my head.
I feel we are kindred spirits, that post seems an almost eerie reflection. I was actually surfing the web looking to find maybe something I myself could believe and hold as meaning for existence. Within 20 years of existence I have found nothing to satisfy the aching wonder of the simple question with no answer, Why?. You talked about people living their lives pretending their own self importance, I have come to understand that to be their very reason for existing, having nothing to live for is something the mind is not yet able to combat, the mind will do what it finds fit for its own self preservation. I myself at one point gave meaning to my existence, to care for others I had my family, my friends, animals, any other random person i came across. Yet now I have come to a point where I contemplate my own sanity daily. Perhaps you can offer some insight; I have grown the same understandings as you have at least shown here on your posting, for a time I was in denial of what i was coming to understand. After denial I had become angry with the assumption of what appears to me as the mindless mass content to consume yet never reproduce anything but more consumption, a waist of space if you will. Then I grew more level headed with myself on the matter, what point did it serve to be angry with something that you could not change. So now I am in a state where I question my sanity and my own relevance, I have distanced myself from everyone to the point of hermit-ism if you will. I find no reason in my own existence and I acknowledge that yet I find there is something I hold on to, something I logically can not perceive, because I know not what it is only that there must be something still keeping me attached to this very plain of existence because if there were not I would have passed into what ever beyond lays before me. I hold no self importance, I actually hate what I have become I see others content with their lives and I grow envious that I can not and will not ever be that way, because I want more out of life, I want to find a deeper meaning but alas none have shown presence. The longer I am here I feel sickened with these contemplations as if humanity itself is nothing but a virus and i am a virus within a virus. At times I do not even know what I am thinking anymore. I have become nihilistic in my views of the world and hateful with all. There is no meaning for life, only ones preservation has become my only conclusion.
Hello everyone, I guess.
Been browsing around, like most of you have, trying to find that unique “something” which is more than the monotonous life. For years, ever since I remember, even as a small child, I’ve been looking for it. And also as all of you, I haven’t and probably will never find it. I am young, but still having just turned twenty, I’ve seen how this twenty years have gone in vain, for nothing.I would never, ever!, commit suicide of course, that is way out of my ideals, as I don’t judge those who do it but think of it as a lame escape for my own. I love my family, my pets, and yes I love myself, I know there’s no two me’s, and I’m, in some way, unique I suppose. But, there’s something missing. Sure I also find some things interesting, the small luxuries of life like reading, painting, wrestling with my dog. Even then, I see how monotonous life is, being born, educated, spending most of your life working your head off for money, since without it you’d be in the streets, with even less things in your life… As I venture into the medical field I see how life, biologically as someone stated before, is no more than being born, surviving, reproducing and dying. How, to call it someway, boring is that…everyone is the same, a single rice grain in the bunch.
Plenty of times I have wished, dreamed that something will happen! But I’ve come to realize, that nothing will…I’ve tried to not think like that anymore, to get ‘used’ to life and be happy like everyone else around me, but I can’t. I know that I’ll always be eager for something to change, something, special perhaps. And I also wonder, why only a few, like us, can see this. How can everyone else be so content…I suppose, that their sense of fullness lacks short.
Anyway, I felt like posting this, perhaps because it is a lonely empty night, like all others, but I can’t fall asleep for some reason. I just hope I do soon, as I am by far the happiest when I am asleep, in my own world, dreaming things that will most likely never happen in this world…And as much as I know that, I’ll keep hoping and waiting, until the day I no longer wake up.
Good night everyone.
Like you I have found the night restless, it is now 530am here and I have yet to sleep even a bit. I think there are few people like us, all of us who have posted here. Life lacks something yet we know not what it is. We can not be content like those we see around us and at times we envy that. I have no answers, and will probably find only more questions. But what I have learned in my time of collecting and analyzing information looking for answers is only that what you do enjoy and find yourself loving do not let go of. Unlike others we lack the ability to grow content and find a true bliss, but what does provide bliss and joy hold onto it, or you may grow as cold and hateful as myself. I believe the reason we are the way we are is because we want truth in a world that has grown away from that. We want discovery and wonder in a world that has lost sight of that. We are not content with playing a role of repetitious pointless tasks to find out 60-80 years later our entire lives have amounted to nothing. We want answers and we want to make reason, but lack the ability to know where to even begin. I wish you a good night my friend.
You’re so right. Not knowing where to start and not knowing what we’re looking for either are very big obstacles. Indeed those few things that bring a bit of joy and ease are probably the only thing I can consider worth it, as I also have drifted away from most people, except my small family. At some point, I was drifting from them as well, but had to mentally slap myself to stop that, I didn’t want to lose them too, even if they don’t have idea of how I feel. Then again I’m not sure if I feel anything besides this hollow emptiness. This world was not meant for us, or we weren’t meant for this world. A life filled with monotony and greed won’t suffice us, like it seems to do with others. I keep wondering, how are we ‘programmed’ so different from so many others that find this kind of life pleasing. Even, for example, my mother who has had many obstacles in her life, is happy with it. Oh well, I guess I better try to distract myself before I lose another night of sleep. I’ll cling to the few things I have, and keep waiting for answers.
First Happy New Year. I have spent quiet a few years trying to decipher my own “programming” and have come up with almost no real explanation. What I have found in my own life and have come to the reason for my own empty feelings was my regret and withdraw from any circumstance that caused even the slightest bit of doubt or fear I am unsure of your own circumstances so I can not assume that that is yours as well but the biggest thing that had been pressing on my for the last few years I had drove over a thousand miles and confronted, I still feel very out of the norm but the empty pressure that has filled my being has slighted a lot, I can say after doing that I feel a lot less empty. My ex-girlfriend (the circumstance i had confronted) had given me a film that seems to go more in depth with some of the ideas and thoughts that seem to fill my mind on a constant state I am not sure why she had given it to me but it seems to me it would be something of interest to you as well, it is a digital animation called Waking Life. It is a very philosophical film that may make you ask more questions than provide answers, my biggest question is why she had recommended that particular movie to me haha, but it does have much more universal questions in it than that. Maybe you can give me some insight to the film so I can work at a better understanding of what I have perceived.
When I was 22 I felt just like you. I am 43 now and although I have learnt so much, and much more about myself than I could ever have imagined at 22, I am still asking the same questions. The only thing that is different, is at 22 life is fresh, full of the unknown. You get to explore, you are not usually tied to anything, which at times feels like a curse at 22 as your trying to find out where you fit in to this puzzle. At 43 you pretty much have got things figured out, but your youth is gone and you realise this is as good as it gets, you are not getting younger so you better do the things you want to do while your body holds out to allow you to do the things you want to do. My advise to you, is do all the things you want to do, explore all the things life has to offer, live in the city, live in the country, live in the different countries, try new things, and DON’T worry about trying to figure out this world, the “why’s”, just live life to the fullest. When you are 43 you will be glad you did.
I am 21 years old and don’t understand life at all
your not suppose to my friend, at twenty-one or 42 or 89 life is not something we can analyse that is what makes it so baring on people like us. and hey your a year older than i at least you have come to terms with that concept i am still fighting it trying to live in my own delusion
I know how you feel. I used to stay awake and night and wonder when I was going to die and what would happen after that. What’s the point. When I was 16 I had 12 people pass away that were close to me in one year.I went through serious anxiety issues. I remember being on the couch scared to move, because if I moved, I might be next. I was asleep at my Grandmother’s house and had very real dreams in which I knew Satan was attacking me. I woke up and I asked God why I was being attacked. I told him I was only 16 years old. He told me to open the Bible. I opened the Bible to Isaiah 43: Israel’s Only Savior
1 But now, this is what the LORD says—
he who created you, Jacob,
he who formed you, Israel:
“Do not fear, for I have redeemed you;
I have summoned you by name; you are mine.
2 When you pass through the waters,
I will be with you;
and when you pass through the rivers,
they will not sweep over you.
When you walk through the fire,
you will not be burned;
the flames will not set you ablaze.
3 For I am the LORD your God,
the Holy One of Israel, your Savior;
I give Egypt for your ransom,
Cush[a] and Seba in your stead.
4 Since you are precious and honored in my sight,
and because I love you,
I will give people in exchange for you,
nations in exchange for your life.
5 Do not be afraid, for I am with you;
This changed my life.
We do not deserve life, but Christ died for us and raised from the dead so that we can have life, hope, purpose and a future. Since I have become a Christian, everything has changed. Yes, I still go through hard times, but I have a God who is faithful there will be every step of the way. I ask you just to ask God to show you truth. He will be faithful to do so. Just be open minded about it.
I found that what gives meaning to our existence, or at least finds us peace, is the simple need to connect, to find a group of real friends and create, if we don’t already have one, a loving family:
‘’So much struggle for meaning, for purpose and in the end we find it only in each other: our shared experience of the fantastic… And the mundane. The simple human need to find a kindred, to connect and to know in our hearts that we are not alone.'’
After some years of traveling alone, making friends and having the odd relationship on the way, always moving on to the next adventure, I found that what I really wanted was waiting for me back home, what I’d always had from the very start: the important people in my life, my family and my real friends who I can relax and laugh with and be myself around.
Nothing is exciting, it feels as though nothing has meaning. There is so much I don’t understand..I believe in God, but why would he create us..? If he knows all, past and present, why would he create us if he already knew what was going to happen..why give us free will only to give us all these things a cannot do, cannot say, all these rules to abide by? Why create us and put us into this word of he already knew all the pain and suffering we would endure? I knew he meant for is to love forever and in paradise, but he knew man would sin and therefore die and suffer in pain and sadness and hard labor..I don’t get it.there has to be more to life. Everyone dies..do what’s the point…its depressing, and our time here is so short.
I look at this the same way. And when I think about it, it feels like something is blocking me. I want to know why we are here why we live then die why god was here first an made everything but how did one person make the world & things like that. What’s past outer space? There had to be something! I wonder if we’re in another world or there’s more out there like this. What’s gonna happen when there’s no one left to live no more world. Where are we all gonna go? Of coarse I believe in god but I have my doughts I think about it’s not proven to me he is really there & if he was he’d forgive me for saying this. I just don’t get why we’re meant to do this everyday. I don’t get it. I don’t get where we could possibly go when we die. I don’t know anything. I don’t think there’s a day that goes by that I don’t think of this. I want answers to all of this. But unfortunately no one will know… EVER.
I can relate. When I was 21 I started working at a bar. It wasn’t exactly what my parents wanted but I was still attending college and had a mind for business. I thought one day I’d own a business of my own. Of course, at that time a bar sounded like a lot of fun. Thankfully, I never did pursue that. Instead, I went to business school and I got some boring job that would allow me to support myself. I stopped going out as much but my friends never did. Finally, I realized that I would have never been happy running that business. So then, why did I go to school in the first place? Not sure…but I went back. Now I’m halfway through an MBA. I make almost straight A’s which is better than I ever did before. I don’t see it getting me anywhere though. I’m constantly bored with the little free time I do have because everyone else is still in their same place. It seems too simple to enjoy now. I don’t want to go out and feel like **** the next day anyway. I don’t believe in a God and even if I did, I don’t think it would change my days. It’s not as if I’m living in sin in terms of most beliefs. I’m just living in discontent.
I once felt the same way as you and all people in search of the meaning of life, until I found what I had been searching for. Once you realise your purpose on this earth it will bring new meaning to life. The answers you seek are in Islam.
I believe in God but wont try to conform you. However i understand what you mean when you htalk about that cycle of birth, job, kids, die. Even jesus said do not conform to this world but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. That being said, its not our name thats to be remembered in doing great things. Its the deed done and the multitude we loved and never knew that will last an eternity.
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