If someone had told me a few months ago to ponder on life's questions, pointless stuff like 'who am i?' or 'why am i here?', i would have, very politely, told them to go and boil their heads.
But today, I'm thinking... the only way to judge me is the effect I have on others. Whether I'm good or bad or cruel or compassionate or honest or a liar or tall or short or fair or dark or intelligent or stupid. It all comes down to how others perceive me and therefore, how I affect them.
So if noone "needs" me, or if my absence or presence has no real effect on anyone, then what's the point? I'm not saying that that means I "don't exist", or that I'm nobody. I am who i am, but how do I know what that is, unless someone else says so? After all, everything is relative. There is no absolute measure of a person. Right?
To be fair, the whole "who am i?" thing has a rather obvious answer in my case... "one who ought to be working". Sounds good, no? Rather 42'ish methinks.
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