Stop searching for meaning. Start creating it. (Osamu Dazai and the beauty of self-creation)
Weāre all searching for meaning in life; thereās no doubt about that. Whether weāre trying to run from a ādespair inherent to life itselfā or yearning for a ābright worldā, weāre all desperate for a shred of meaning. What if I told you that thereās no point in your search? That ā[you] canāt find anything in the end.ā Well, thatās exactly what the masterfully crafted character of Osamu Dazai is imploring you to understand.
Itās clear from the beginning that Dazai experiences a profound, existential boredom. He joins the Port Mafia at age 14, thinking that heāll find his reason to live. And yet, all he does is āforce himself into an even darker place.ā
Thus, he loses sight of his goal. He starts killing for killingās sake, pretending he never believed in meaning in the first place, and openly abusing Akutagawa. His nihilism is displayed in a striking manner when heās confronted with an enemy. He walks up to the enemy and encourages him to shoot him, suggesting with a peaceful smile that heād like to wake from this āoxidizing world of a dream.ā But beneath his extravagantly nihilistic facade, itās clear that some part of him, deep inside, still yearns for meaning. Itās why he holds so tightly to Odaās friendship, why he laments that āeverything worth having is lost the moment [he] obtains it.ā
āNothing in this world can fill the hole that is your loneliness. You will wander the darkness for eternity.ā It seems that Dazai is doomed forever, and that he will never experience happiness or meaning. Except, maybe not. Despite all odds, he chooses to ābe on the side that saves people.ā And for the first time, he finds a little bit of fulfillment. His cheerful front isnāt just a mask (this isnāt to say that heās suddenly overcome his depression and loneliness, only that he now chooses a brighter life despite it). And itās not because he suddenly, fortuitously finds meaning; in fact, he doesnāt ā ānothing beyond [his] own expectationsā happens. He simply chooses what his meaning is, and that he wants to go after it. For the first time, Dazai doesnāt wait for life to come knocking on his front door. He stands up, gets out that door, and chases after it himself.
In the end, meaning is simply what we define it to be. And Dazai begins to realize that as long as he relies on external circumstance for meaning, he will never find it. Because meaning isnāt found. Itās created. And once Dazai realizes that, heās taking the first step down a long, arduous, and fiercely rewarding path. So, to you, the reader: what will you do? Will you take that step?
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