If there is a sin against life, it consists perhaps not so much in despairing of life as in hoping for another life and in eluding the implacable grandeur of this life. – Albert Camus
I believe that you only have one chance to get it right. That’s right! One chance only. There is no Paradise awaiting me. Nor a Heaven. I will not be reincarnated into anyone or anything. What is equally reassuring is that I will not go to some insidious place called Hell. Although I have often experienced moments on this earth what I consider to be hell. And those primarily come from reading the blogs on TDO.
I consider my life journey to be unique in an indifferent world. What I do in my time on earth matters only to me and perhaps a handful of family members and some of them may not really give a shit. I’ve been here now for 45 years and I have enjoyed every minute of it good and bad. I could not know the good if I did not experience the bad. All of this leads me to a question and that is “What is the meaning of my life?
I can’t answer that question. I don’t know whether my life is supposed to mean anything or not. It is certainly not something that I dwell on. All I know is that with each new day I am one day closer to death. It is not something that I am looking forward to nor is it something I fear. I just know that it is inevitable.
But what I do know is this; I will live everyday like it may be my last. I don’t mean I will party like its 1999, but to continue what I have been doing. That’s taking it one day at a time. Pursuing my goals and if I am lucky, have more sex than I can possibly handle. That may be a little hedonistic on my part but can anyone argue against that being the greatest human activity of all time?
I will do it my way and on my own terms. I wouldn’t trade this life I have led for anything in the world. Is there any meaning to this blog? I can’t answer that. Is there supposed to be one?