I think meaning is something we all struggle with. We juggle between the fact that nothing really matters, and our desperate need for our suffering to be justified. Theres a discomforting emptiness in that cognitive dissonance. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
But humanity isn't partly or even mostly defined by the emptiness we all often feel, but also, importantly, by how we try and fill it.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
The truth is nothing really matters. The planet is dying. The sun is expanding. The universe is cooling. The further we scale things back, the more this truth endures. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
But when you focus on Earth, when you focus on a family, on an individual, on a human brain, on a childhood experience, you find things that matter. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
The truth that nothing matters, while true, gets you nowhere. It's a stagnant perspective of life. We have a unique opportunity to experience this illusion that we call love, family, self. How is that not better. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
When you get past the harrowing fact that nothing matters, you get to start living. Because when nothing matters, everything you choose to care about matters infinitely more. Every place becomes the center of the universe. Every moment is the most important moment. And everything is the meaning of life. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
Shinjuku Gyoen was amazing. The soft summer komorebi hit me with a nostalgia for memories I don't even have.