The princess wakes up the morning after, feeling tired and haggard, and she wonders inside her heart: “So, this is all there is to life?”
Day after day, week after week and year after year, the princess struggles to give meaning to her life, enriching it with love, money, career and a grand dream of the perfect life by following her heart.
She doesn’t want to be a fish spending its whole life in a bowl, meaningless and futile. She doesn’t want to be the numerous people she sees around her going through life lost and aimless.
Then, in a matrix-like vision gained somewhere between breakfast and dozing off back to sleep, the princess realises that life’s meaning is nothing but merely what we make of it.
The essence of life is in its everyday living, appreciating every moment. And as we constantly try to fill our lives with meanings, with cravings and desires, it distracts us from living it the more.
The princess hopes one day, she will wake up one morning after, free from the constant search for the meaning of life; only to smell the roses and the air, living each moment as it is there; appreciating life, with or without meaning to it.
Monday, November 06, 2006
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