What is the meaning of life? I mean if we were to all die later, if not sooner, then what exactly is it that gives our life meaning—or what’s the purpose, the point or the very essence of living that makes life worth living?
I can’t remember when exactly but after experiencing a few profound moments last year, I became a lot more introspective than I already was. I started reflecting on what I could have done better each and every day, and it eventually led me to ask myself, “What is the meaning of life? What gives life meaning?” Coupled with the fact that it was also around this time when I began questioning the concept of happiness, I unintendedly up questioning about the very thing we are all seemingly good at doing—being alive. But what does it mean to be alive?
Coincidentally, I was also reading Yuval Noah Harari’s Sapiens:…
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