The meaning of life, the universe, and everything
The answer to the meaning of life, the universe and everything is of course forty-two. We’ve been led to believe from our inception that forty-two is in fact a number, but what if it truly isn’t.
Is it not possible that forty-two truly is the answer to the unanswerable questions of life, yet we are merely incapable of understanding what forty-two truly is?
So many wander idlely through life trying to find some empty meaning that describes why we exist. A few of us branch out from the age old solution of an omniscient god with an ulterior motive for his/her people, but after you get past that, where are you? Where do you run? You’re no longer living in ignorant bliss, but isn’t it ignorant bliss we seek?
If you asked individuals who had become enlightened to their surroundings, my guess is that approximately half of them would prefer to sink back into ignorant bliss, and the other half wouldn’t change a thing. There is a distinct divide between knowledge and happiness. There is an even greater distinction between wanting knowledge or wanting happiness.
In my opinion, that is truly the great question of life. Does one decide to be happy, or in the know? There is no such thing as having both. You are either truly happy, or truly knowledgeable. However, to truly be happy, you have to live in an ignorant bliss, and can one define that as truly living?
Alternately, is living with too much information truly living?
What would you choose?
