The Meaning of Life

For me, the meaning of life is to leave the world a better place than you found it. Many of us will come and go, leaving ripples that fade over time into the noise of history. A select few, though, will play the role of chaos theory’s butterfly. Through actions that perhaps even appear insignificant, they’ll kick off waves of change that leave a lasting impression on the landscape of human culture. I hope that somehow I manage to start some waves that improve the human condition over the long term.

- Me, apparently

I’f I’d know it’d end up in print I might’ve given more thought to that particular blog comment.

3 Comments

  1. Posted February 15, 2007 at 10:41 am | Permalink
    Sounds good to me, in the near term.

    But what do you make of the sun burning out, the law of entropy, the universe either expanding forever as all the stars burn out or else recollapsing back on itself like some kind of recycling bin?

  2. Posted February 15, 2007 at 1:41 pm | Permalink
    If when you step back far enough (in either time or distance), everything eventually disappears in the noise.

    So if you’re going to concern yourself with eternity, then you’ll eventually find some scale at which you’re meaningless.

  3. Posted March 17, 2007 at 9:15 pm | Permalink
    I keep a message on piece of paper in my pocket: “The universe was created for me.”
    In the other pocket: “I am nothing but dust.”

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