It’s What We See When We Look

Inside this thing that we call life things grow. Lots of things are growing and in this growing there is a cycle. Things grow and things change. Sometimes they change form and disappear, gone from our sensory range. Where the things originate from no one knows.

Where they, seem to disappear to, no one knows. What we know is that within life all things are either coming in to view or leaving. A continuing cycle that has been going on forever. I use the word forever simply because its so “without reference” that it is appropriate.

So what can one conclude from looking around as to the meaning or purpose of life?

Life provides every thing with what it takes to grow. Grass grows and its goal is to be grass and make more grass. It does so in a cycle. When, how and where the cycles start, no one knows. We can track grass from dormant seed to a green plant to the seeding and back to dormancy. The grass itself, what we see, disappears again. The atoms are freed and it goes from one shape and state to another and we loose track of it.

At the bottom of everything, as far as we know now, is what we have named energy. We have different instruments to detect it. This unseen energy is detectable in all things. It’s in grass and it’s in you. Is this energy life?

“Nothing has such power to broaden the mind as the ability to investigate systematically and truly all that comes under thy observation in life.” Marcus Aurelius

I would suggest that this “need to find the meaning of life” arises as much from living conditions as from our inquiring nature. Consider if the world we saw every day made a little more sense. Would we be as apt to question things that were working well? What if we looked around and saw harmony?

“An expert is a man who has made all the mistakes which can be made in a very narrow field.” Niels Bohr

“Fix reason firmly in her seat, and call to her tribunal every fact, every opinion. Question with boldness even the existence of a God; because, if there be one, he must more approve of the homage of reason, than that of blindfolded fear.” Thomas Jefferson

Life for us is what we decide to do… isn’t this what we all do? Isn’t this what life does? We see things happening and we say, “That’s life”. I’d say if there is a purpose to life it will be found through the observation of life, not through the industry of stories