The grandeur of life is the attempt, not the solution. It's about being as fearless as one can and behaving as beautifully as one can under completely impossible circumstances. Good is more interesting, more complex, more demanding. Evil is silly. It may be horrible, but it is not a compelling idea. The opposite survival, blossoming, endurance, those things are more compelling intellectually, if not spiritually, which they certainly are also. We are already born. We are going to die. So in between, you have to do something interesting that you respect.

listening to music… and having a little coffee

listening to music… and having a little coffee

If you persevere, in time you will have an entirely different problem – not that life is meaningless, but rather that life has almost too much meaning. As the scales fall from your eyes the world rushes into focus, presenting itself with a kind of vibrational eloquence that can, at first, be almost overwhelming. Everything shimmers, everything clarifies, everything wrestles for your attention. Trees feel super-real, their roots plunged into the earth, their branches stretching to the sky, birds are flesh and blood souls, fragile with life, the sky unfolds and rolls, the ocean crashes, people fascinate, books are beautiful, children are whirling dynamos of chaos, dogs bark and cats meow, flowers shout, your neighbour glows, and God runs like a helix through all things. The world awaits you, humming with meaning. You are alive with potential. You are not dead.