I have learned that life doesn’t have any meaning. Does beauty have meaning? No. Beauty IS. I learned to accept that life IS. But embedded in the IS of life is freewill. And, with freewill, the IS becomes “what IS”, now it has meaning.
Living is difficult, as if life should be easy. But the ability of man to choose; his very rationality of things serves as the ultimate cause of his joy and misery. “what I choose to be, I shall be”.
The concept is simple: life is what our thoughts make. We are not determined. We have been given the gift to think and to manifest these ideas into our own form of actions. We are defined not by how others perceive us but by how we value ourselves.
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