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_I most often find myself with a lack of position, more concerned with the interactions or connections of infinity with the reality of a finite life. I am here in an existence, all of which manifests itself in the perception of a fragile mind, a vehicle of flesh, which resides in a “cause-and-effect world.” This instills a need for attachment, understanding, and meaning (purpose). So I place meaning in the work I do (how I function in society), purpose in my attachments and love, and try to make the best of living, while existing in the shadow of my own mortality. I see purpose as a coping mechanism that I can’t live without. It is the meaning I place on my own existence and everyone/everything else’s that makes now, before, and after have value. There is a balance between purpose and doubt existing within life and death, which makes not knowing the only real answer.