And today I got this quote as a good morning mail...
"The purpose of life is to live a life of purpose".
Decipher plesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssse!
As for why this quote caused me agony...read the blog below///
Wednesday, February 1, 2006
unending unfinished...
Well now I have 2 posts which are incomplete and thus not published. That is a long chain of articles for one like me who rarely blogs or as a matter of fact very less than often does things which are of some good :). Though the person who is me more often than not will finish things or patch them up or some times even pretends to patch them up (which is rare, Beware!) when a fear factor or risk factor is involved. You see, I can't risk to loose on some things while for lot many others I just dont care.
So I might be a person who does just a bit more than bare minimum needed for very survival. Though, norms for survival are quite demanding that I have set for thine, the one who is me :).
On a side note, one of my characteristics is: I can get easily bored by doing something boring:)...I mean to say almost anything.
Though, you can figure out for sure that how long I can be held interested in a thing. All is required is to know the amount of pleasure factor involved! More the pleasure, more will I stick to that thing:) as simple as that. And so now you know my best hobby, I guess! But the plight begins and ends here, atleast 99% part of it.
But one more factor is involved as well. That is knowledge, if something holds knowledge that I dont know of, my one insignificat and miniscule part of brain wakes up. It houses a creature called curiosity. Well its a very notorious one, and usually keeps me occupied for sometime one's awake. But my other, the sane self, ever seeking pleasure seeking self ofcourse, waves it off like u would to a fly buzzing in ears while you are in a sweet slumber.
Now coming to true story for all this prologue, our hero, the curiosity, has discovered a great question and it hangs like a lifeless corpse in front of it. So this creature now sleeps not, drinks not, smokes not, properly works not, eats lot and thinks (read broods and cribs) lot. This question proudly calls itself as life and purpose and all. All you have to do is to find a piece called purpose out of so many different pieces which would fit perfectly in this other piece called life and lo! you have the magic potion which would keep you happy and alive as long as you live.
And so is the quest of the hero to find the thingy called purpose for the thingy called life of the thingy self called me.
So before ending this article, now I'll call it as unending unfinished...search for purpose!
-The Beginning- or -The End- or -The Beginning of the End- or -The End of the Beginning-...please decide and write.
So I might be a person who does just a bit more than bare minimum needed for very survival. Though, norms for survival are quite demanding that I have set for thine, the one who is me :).
On a side note, one of my characteristics is: I can get easily bored by doing something boring:)...I mean to say almost anything.
Though, you can figure out for sure that how long I can be held interested in a thing. All is required is to know the amount of pleasure factor involved! More the pleasure, more will I stick to that thing:) as simple as that. And so now you know my best hobby, I guess! But the plight begins and ends here, atleast 99% part of it.
But one more factor is involved as well. That is knowledge, if something holds knowledge that I dont know of, my one insignificat and miniscule part of brain wakes up. It houses a creature called curiosity. Well its a very notorious one, and usually keeps me occupied for sometime one's awake. But my other, the sane self, ever seeking pleasure seeking self ofcourse, waves it off like u would to a fly buzzing in ears while you are in a sweet slumber.
Now coming to true story for all this prologue, our hero, the curiosity, has discovered a great question and it hangs like a lifeless corpse in front of it. So this creature now sleeps not, drinks not, smokes not, properly works not, eats lot and thinks (read broods and cribs) lot. This question proudly calls itself as life and purpose and all. All you have to do is to find a piece called purpose out of so many different pieces which would fit perfectly in this other piece called life and lo! you have the magic potion which would keep you happy and alive as long as you live.
And so is the quest of the hero to find the thingy called purpose for the thingy called life of the thingy self called me.
So before ending this article, now I'll call it as unending unfinished...search for purpose!
-The Beginning- or -The End- or -The Beginning of the End- or -The End of the Beginning-...please decide and write.
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