I’ve started listening to a podcast – The Partially Examined Life – which is basically a bunch of dudes discussing a paper written by a philosopher. The episode I listened to today was on “An Absurd Reasoning” by Albert Camus.
They were talking about life and meaning and how meaning in life was to be meaningful to someone. Does that make sense? Basically, there is meaning in life if you mean something to someone. Then one of the hosts made a comment about how that was the function that deities, or religion fulfilled. That is, religion gives meaning to people because they feel that the deity finds meaning in them.
Is that all religion is? A tool to hold human beings back from nihilism?
Oh man, I don’t know. I don’t know how to deconstruct my faith constructively. I don’t want to just pull it apart and leave it at that. I want to seek truth but I don’t know how to do that honestly and objectively. But maybe it’s not possible to do it objectively? Damn it, I keep coming back to this issue with free will. I know that I’m born into a life where I’ve inherited a lot of the decisions that other people have made for me (we all are), so my thinking and values and beliefs are already skewed from the get-go. All I can do is my best with what I know.
…But what do I know?!
Last Christmas one of my best friends gave me a little fern plant. Recently I re-potted it and it has since slowly died… I’m in denial, still watering the ferns that are now dry and brown, hoping that there’s a little bit of life that will press on, defy all expectations and push a little green leaf out of the soil.
Yeah, not holding my breath on that one.
H lent me her copy of everything I know about love by Dolly Alderton. It is SO GOOD. I spent my lunch today sitting by the water, reading the book and chuckling to myself out loud. It’s been a long time since I’ve picked up a book I can’t put down, but this one will do it.
The water’s off because they’re doing water works around our neighbourhood (AGAIN). Such a first world problem, I know, but it’s also really fucking annoying. I can’t shower, and I got my period today which means I just feel a little gross anyway. Plus, I can’t change my mooncup! It’s very inconvenient.
I forgot to post yesterday!
I’m home, alone, on a Saturday night at 10:11pm. I’ve just had a shower and washed my hair after getting home after dinner with a close friend. Before that I was sitting my exam and before that I was studying for the exam.
A few weeks ago I would have felt really sad that I was home so early in the evening on a Saturday, and the fact that all my flatmates are still out would have made me feel really shit, like I’m not doing enough with my life.
But today, tonight, right now, I feel good. I don’t feel like I’m lacking, I feel like I had a good day, had a nice catch up with a friend and now am about to settle into some good Netflix. Life feels good.
I have an exam tomorrow that I do nay feel prepared for. HELP.