The Meaning of Life
I personally believe that the meaning of life is simply to survive. Look at any other form of life and you’ll see that this is a simple universal truth:
- Trees growing toward the sun looking for energy
- Micro-organisms multiplying
- Animals hunt or are hunted
But I want to expand this thought process a little further.
Throughout evolution we have learned how to survive and now we strive to survive in comfort. It’s now less and less about shelter, food, water, companionship and more about the ease of acquiring and using these resources.
So with survival on the back burner … now what?
Pursuit of happiness
We’ve spent so much time “growing” as a race and “learning” as intelligent beings we have forgotten some simple truths. Surviving should be the easy part of life … whats the point in living unless you’re not having fun. The problem is society teaches us otherwise. We are taught what’s right and wrong at a young age and we still live our lives on morals that are really just ancient trains of thought. Trains of thought that were made up to explain the unexplainable.
We need to undo the mess and start living a little more:
- Look at life with a fresh set of eyes
- Live a little
- Do something random
- Do something you’ve never done before
- Do something you never thought you would do
- Make a few mistakes
Once people stop living in this filter we’ve created for ourselves, happiness becomes the side-effect.
I haven’t decided whether I just can’t take being told im wrong about something or if other people have a hard time justifying their arguments. I feel like ad hominem’s have become legitimate forms of argument. Maybe I should put it on myself to stop getting into it with people. Maybe some people just don’t care as much as I do. Shit, maybe it’s MY PROBLEM.
I’m not going to start getting a “cuz I said so” type of attitude. But maybe just start throwing in the white flag and giving a sarcastic “fine you win”. I tend to get riled up pretty easily.
I just love rational argument; going against the grain and the meaning of life. LOVE IT. If anything, the meaning of life is in figuring it out. We’ve got brains, lets challenge each other.
I guess that would mean that the meaning of life is competition. We do it our whole lives…. video games, sports, school, work, conversation.
But maybe Im just a competitive self absorbed know it all. Either way I’m having a good time.
So the name of the game is “Survival”, the game board is our universe and we are the peices. Play to come out on top, whether that means happiness or success.
I’ve been developing a new outlook on how we interact as individuals. I feel kind of ashamed to have been so ignorant as a teenager. Singling out individuals as “posers” because they were trying to fit in to a certain click or group of friends.
Maybe at the time this was my own attempt at trying to fit in. It just all seems so silly now. The truth of the matter is that we all need social interaction. How we go about it shouldn’t be a problem at all. Blonde kids shaving their heads to look like eminem should be totally ok if that’s what they want. Jocks geeks and the inbetweeners should all be on a level playing field called social growth.
So the truth is we’re either all posers or none of us are. Like I’ve said before, we’re social creatures. We exist to co-exist. The means by which we do this is only the medium and shouldn’t become a victim of our own insecurities.
Maybe owning a Jeep Wrangler and a guitar will make me a little cooler. We’ll see.
Favorite TV Station?
So the problem is I haven’t had showtime since my sophomore year of college…. now about 3 years ago. Yet I have somehow managed to never miss an episode of Weeds and I try to stay on top of my Bullshit.
You may be saying… silly pot head, those are stupid pot head shows. Hold on a minute. Both have received multiple award nominations and touch on a bunch of topics besides drugs that will hit a lot of people close to home.
But lets just say, theoretically, i did smoke pot…. isn’t it bad for me. Well first I would say, go watch Penn and Teller’s Bullshit on the War on Drugs. Then I would tell you this….
At my last doctor’s appointment I was told I had an enlarged heart. At first they thought it was a cardiomyopathy but then I just found out, i have a big heart. Sounds awesome, except blood flows slowly through my body which makes me tired all the time. So i asked the doctor if there is anything I could do to make sure i stay healthy. He said “cut back on the alcohol”… not a problem because I dont drink much to begin with. Then I asked, well what about smoking …. “nope thats fine… you can do that all you want”.
So that’s my story everyone, stay healthy and get Showtime.
No it’s not what you think. I’m talking about people who love the sound of their own voice and try way to hard to make themselves sound smart.
I work for a marketing company, and part of the reason why I do so well is because I am passionate about what I do. When i talk to a client I came make them believe in whatever I am selling them because I honestly believe it as well.
The problem is when marketers don’t know what theyre talking about. I develop a nervous tick in my left eye and my gut stats churning. Every word they spew just reaks of bullshit.
So here’s what you need to do:
- Cut the shit
- Keep it simple
- Keep it short
- Know what your talking about
- Believe what your talking about
That’s my recipe for success right there. Enjoy!
I haven’t written in awhile and here’s why. My Jeep. I love my Jeep. It’s been very nice recently and I’ve wasted no time, and alot of gas, getting that thing out on the road with the top off. There’s nothing like it. Especially when you catch a warm sunset by the ocean.
Now is it worth it? I find myself broke by wednesday because gas is so expensive, but you know what? I dont care. I’ve wanted a wrangler forever, legit, forever. And now I’ve got it. So I’m gonna drive it till it breaks (please don’t break).
So there it is. My minipost of greatness. My car being the greatness.
I’m a big kid, well not like fat big, but tall big. I’m 6’4″, give or take a half an inch depending on the time of day.
I’ve been lucky in the grand scheme of things I guess in that I’ve never had anyone confront me, ever. No one has has ever tried to push me around, throw a punch, make fun of me, etc. Basically, I’ve never been in a fight.
This is a good thing as I think fighting is for little kids. If you’ve got a problem with me you can’t articulate into words, once again, your not worth my time.
I got a phone call from my sister last night around 2am. She was all excited and goes:
Guess what, I just got into a fight. Some girl who stole some money from my friend showed up so I punched her and we went at it.
Bravo, you have officially accomplished nothing. Did you get the money back? No. Did her and her friends call the cops on you? Yes.
I have no problem with justice and I’m sure there will come a time when I might have to fight my way out of a situation. But maybe its my inner Buddha saying “Jon it’s harder to forgive than to be angry”.
So make peace, not war. Everyone has their issues. Breaking someones nose isn’t making any one’s day brighter.
The next time someone tries to push you around, just back off, and put yourself in their shoes for a second. What kind of fucked up life do they have that ultimately made them who they are. Just feel sorry for them and move on with your day.
This will be my first true venting post.
I HATE being talked down to. My moms boyfriend thinks he’s hot shit. He’s “been in business since before I was born”. Just now, while talking to me, he told me that he just gave me $100,000 worth of advice in 28 minutes that took him years in college to learn.
If you spent $100,000 dollars on an education that you can spit back at me in 28 minutes you fucked up BAD. Okay I know that’s stretching it a bit. But I know what he was doing.
I don’t want to completely bash the guy because he is very good to my mom. He just treats me like a failure. He’s not so good at the whole positive reinforcement thing. Everything he said I couldn’t do because “he couldn’t do it when he was my age”, IVE DONE.
- He said I wouldn’t be able to get a job playing video games.
- I taught 12 year olds how to make video games at MIT for a whole summer – I win
- He said I would end up working at market basket without a degree.
- I work for a marketing company as the lead developer and social media consultant – I win
- He said my marketing company wouldn’t be able to sell its services
- Canon, Xerox, Trillium and multiple other high profile companies bought our services – My company wins
There’s more but the moral of the story is I’M NOT HIM. I don’t care what he did. Whatever he was doing that slowed him down when he was young, he was doing it wrong.
We’ve had our yelling matches before, where his main point is that he is older and therefor right. LOL, if that’s all you’ve got that your not worth talking to me in the first place. I don’t deal well with stupidity, I’ll just treat you like your stupid.
I think I’m done for now.
Moral of the Story
I worked hard to get where I am and you’ve worked hard to get where you are. You know nothing about my industry so your advice is worthless to me. If your going to make judgments based off my age and not my abilities and actions then you are not worth my time. Thank you and good night.
What’s taking so long for teleportation to get invented. I mean seriously, I’ve got people to see and not enough time in the day or money in my pocket. Distance sucks! There are so many people I’ve lost contact with due to distance and I’m through. The interwebz takes my thoughts and words where ever but I wanna be there too.
AND ANOTHER THING. College fucks with your head once its over. The people you used to see every day are now half way across the country. Maybe I’ll see them some time within the next 5 years but the nostalgia is enough to kill a small animal. OK, well I don’t exactly know how that would work, but you get catch my drift.
So come on planet earth, we’ve invented some crazy shit in the past, now where’s my teleportation device. If that’s too much to ask for then give me a car that runs off of anything but gas. I know we have alternatives but we’ve only scratched the surface. I want to buy a car and never have to worry about fueling my energy source ever again. Whatever aliens are doing, just steal that technology.