Journal 11

While discussing Lyotard we went into a discussion about the inevetibility that one day our sun will die and all that we know will be lost. So what's the point of moving forward and creating new things; learning and achieving; establishing relationships and leaving a legacy? Why do all of this when one day it will all be forgotten? My answer is simple: Why do you need a reason? If we need a purpose for everything we do, what would be the point of concerning ourselves with something that's going to happen in about four billion years? How do we know that humanity will still exist by then? This whole idea seems to imply that our lives have some specific purpose, however there is no way to prove such a claim. In fact, we discussed the unanswerable questions that philosophers have asked for centuries: Immortality, God and the meaning of life. None of these will be answered because they are ultimate questions typically based on one's faith. There's appears to be no real purpose for asking questions that can't be answered, but people do it anyway and there's nothing wrong with that. People spend their lives trying to establish their own worth to the world. People create their own purpose and their reasons are typically unique. So the only truly pointless thing you can do with your life is waste it by worrying about something as inevitable as the death of the sun. Leave that concern for a generation that has the tools to solve it. We can't do anything about it now so we'll have to leave that in natures hands for the moment. Until then, fulfill what you feel to be your purpose.