03 Apr '07 18:02>
Originally posted by whodeyOkay, I’m going to assume from your reply that you are using “meaning” to mean “value”—I will use the latter term.
The thought of us haveing "meaning" is purely subjective in nature. For example, what "meaning" does a rock have? It has no intrinsic value other than simply existing. However, relative to myself, that rock may have a great deal of value depending on what that rock may mean to me. For example, it could be made of a precious metal such as gold or silver. ...[text shortened]... mber of atoms that make you up? What gives vistesd greater "meaning" than that dumb rock?
The simplest answer is that I value my life, not because of anything else (whatever that would be) but as itself. It is sometimes a discordant symphony, but the only symphony that I have and am. I value it because of its transience. It is what I am.
I appreciate that others are in the same existential boat that I am. In the case of some of my loved ones, the relationship is so intimate as to be essentially also a part of who I am.
Life is as much its own purpose as is a symphony. The point of the symphony is not to get to the end; the symphony is not valued because of something else, but as itself, perhaps, as an expression of the coherence of existence which we find beautiful.