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Wednesday, May 02, 2007

Non-existentialist angst 

My room has been a mess of papers and dirty laundry for about two weeks, and it really bugs me. I don't, however, want to clean it. I feel intensely apathetic, if such a thing is possible, and with the apathy comes extreme dissatisfaction.

In English, we've been having philosophical disscussions springing from Rhinoceros and R & G Are Dead. Today we talked some more about existentialism, purpose in life, the meaning of existence, relativism, and free will.

If you believe there is no higher being, then there is no intrinsic human nature or purpose. But if you do believe in a higher being, a creator, than human life has a set purpose.

I contemplated for a few minutes what it would be like if God didn't exist, if we were just bunches of atoms randomly thrown together and had to make our own meaning out of life. I did not like it. A previous class left me with the conclusion that I am not governed by the laws of probability. Nothing is. I have meaning. My (created) life has an intrinsic purpose.

So, whence does my angst arise? Only the cloth symbols of my laziness spread all over my carpet...

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