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As a kid I heard many people talk about the meaning of life, but no one could tell me what it was. I thought that was crazy. Why did so many people have the same question, but no one by now had figured out the answer. Teachers, Priests and Parents talked about the thousands of years and billions of people had asked the same question. Why was this answer so elusive? Did it change for every person? Was I surrounded by fools? It seemed like a simple a question. Well, I decided to find the answer. I knew it wouldn't be easy, and it wouldn't come fast. I would need to test my theorys over time and compared it against other human beings. It is a process that must be tested over time.
Well, I found it..
I stumbled across it early in life, but disregarded it as being too simple.
The answer was simple, but I found that communicating the idea to others was very difficult. There is no word or phrase that can explain the meaning of life to everyone. It cannot properly be described, it must be absorbed to be fully understood. It's an awareness or enlightenment that elavates you to another level of human existance. Once you understand, you stop trying to explain it to others. You realize that it is just as hard to explain, as it is to understand.
I am not a preacher, teacher or a leader. I am a selfish human being from the planet earth. I want to focus my time on enlightening me. I am writing this down because I know at some point, this organic shell of a body will fail me, along with my memories and ability to process logic. Most people who stumble across this memoir may think I'm crazy and that's ok. If it helps only one other person, in some little way, I feel I have made this world a better place.
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