A Writing Prompt from “The Philosopher’s Notebook”
Life does have meaning, however, that meaning is simply busy work. Yes, it doesn’t sound like anything special, yet when you think of how much life is in the world and how we treat the majority of it, the meaning is an honest assessment. However our DNA is structured and has developed over the centuries, it has given us a deep underlying fact that we cannot sit in idle when we occupy something. We occupy countries and manipulate them with the occupier’s culture. We occupy our homes and decorate the walls with items that give us comfort. We occupy our bodies, we either build them up, tear them apart, or a combination of the two. We occupy our minds, we fill them with thoughts and, for those willing, spend hours meditating in an attempt to empty them. A feat that is extremely difficult to achieve simply because we are ingrained to spend a life full of busy work.
There may be some greater purpose. We may be making a very small difference in a much larger world millions of years from now with an energy source we are emitting which we can not detect. However, with the evidence, simple busy work is the meaning of life.