Isn’t it all just momentary?
Our thoughts? Our conclusions? Our belives?
Our absoluteness? Our needs? Our desires?
and why does our absurd mind tries so so hard to convinces us otherwise?
Circling fears, the imaginative fairy tales? The dark premeditations?
Nothing means or affects us in a larger scheme of things.
Well if so then isn’t it all meaningless? and should it be even accountable?
Now, this questions even the belief of consciousness is a viable entity or just an arbitrary projection to give our existence a meaning?
The simplified approach could be enlisting survival as the only meaningful entity in the grander scheme of things? But our narcism wouldn’t even let us accept that as it disproves the sense of control in our lives.
There is no correct answer that is why we fill this void by cultural meanings propagated to us through society and inculcated in us by our faiths, parents, and in worst cases, selective analysis of bad experiences.
Nothing has an absolute value in a larger scheme of things, neither your income nor your social status, nor your faith, nor beliefs. It’s only as valuable as you allow it to be.
Choose actions, things and attach a value to them on your own, minimally affected by the generalist societal value, and have that Singularity or restlessness towards it.