The only philosophical question remaining
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“There is only one really serious philosophical question, and that is suicide” (MS, 3).
When I read this, sometimes it seems very dark, like we're supposed to focus on the suicide part of the sentence. However, I know there's more to it than that. There is sometimes a reason for the dramatic and in this case, the dramatic gets my attention every time. It's not because I am thinking about suicide.
I'm thinking about living. Living in a world that is hard. Living in a world where I am diminished. Living in a world where sometimes what I want and what I believe simply does not matter.
It does matter, though, and as I think about the question, I know that the answer changes. Every time I ask the question, I get a different answer. It's not because the question is different. It's not even because I am different. It's because the meaning changes. The meaning of what it means to live, what it means to create, what it means to simply BE changes.
It is with this awareness that I wake up every day. I know that there might be a day that I don't have an answer. That does not mean that I won't continue to ask the question. It means that I have work to do.
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