Life is a statement!
The Meaning of Life?
As the youngest of a family of six, I was a difficult and turbulent child, constantly playing pranks on anyone within reach. At twelve, I was sent to a Catholic boarding school to learn Latin, Greek and the classics as it was still fashionable back in 1946. There, I gradually rebelled against the mental conditioning forced upon us and started questioning the dogmas relentlessly fed to us. My resistance to such practices led to my loss of faith. It was traumatic and irreversible so I had to start seeking the meaning of life all by myself in my teens.Since then, I have questioned all kinds of people in many countries about the meaning of life. I studied many religions and sects in the hope of finding one that stood up to critical analysis but was left empty handed. At that time when I would have welcomed the peace and contentment of believing in something. I kept reading about the mystical experience of "enlightenment", of "being born again", of "communion with God" and of "life in the spiritual plane" and became frustrated that it did not happen to me. I tried to fake it with drugs and various forms of self-hypnosis to be like those who had experienced "IT", but could not fool myself into believing that the altered states of consciousness that I had experienced were " communion with God". It took me a long time to accept that it was not going to happen to me and that I should rather concentrate on my mortal material life and try to make the best of it.
"Communion with God" just did not exist in the universe I had access to. I could not bring myself to label as insincere all those who wrote and talked about their mystical experiences so I deduced that their brains interpreted their sensory experience in a different way than mine did and developed the notion that there were as many percieved universes as there were observers of the outside reality. I discovered that what we know relates only to the model of the universe that we have built inside our minds and that such models could be different from the real world that is out there. Consequently, what exists in one person's "known universe" can be absent from someone else's. Thus, what seems true in my universe could be false in someone else's. I find that concept to be very satisfying for it allows me to think that I am at the centre of the universe that I know and also accept that everyone else is at the centre of their respective subjective universes.
