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Oct. 22nd, 2000 05:00 pmSun 22 Oct
It's funny how strongly I feel drawn to write in this journal, yet how little I feel like writing in it when I open it up sometimes. I feel like there's a lot that needs to be written, but I don't feel capable of writing it. It just doesn't seem capturable to me.
I've been on a bit of an esoteric trip lately. I guess that's why I feel this way. I've been contemplating the nature of Meaning in our worldly lives [in the light of Self-awareness]. Part of me thinks that our human existence doesn't really have true, intrinsic meaning in and of itself, while another part of me acknowledges the inherent meaningfulness in the fact that we do actually exist as humans on this plane. Hard to say which is more meaningful, or even if that matters at all.
It's funny how strongly I feel drawn to write in this journal, yet how little I feel like writing in it when I open it up sometimes. I feel like there's a lot that needs to be written, but I don't feel capable of writing it. It just doesn't seem capturable to me.
I've been on a bit of an esoteric trip lately. I guess that's why I feel this way. I've been contemplating the nature of Meaning in our worldly lives [in the light of Self-awareness]. Part of me thinks that our human existence doesn't really have true, intrinsic meaning in and of itself, while another part of me acknowledges the inherent meaningfulness in the fact that we do actually exist as humans on this plane. Hard to say which is more meaningful, or even if that matters at all.
