As we trample along in some organised way fitting ourselves together like pieces of a puzzle
That will reveal somehow the true meaning of purpose.
Gathering what we think we need to live a full fulfilling life.
What is you I ask myself I lie flat on my back on my fresh linen bed cover staring out the window at the blue grey sky and the glimmer of white light,
the evening is a sweet May scent of fresh cut grass and birds singing in the swaying tree\'s above my window ledge.
I\'m nursing a sore throat and a cough due to some surgery to remove part of my Thyroid gland .
I\'m to not talk but rest, to not do but watch.
I look out and listen to
Nature\'s sounds and my background music of classical piano i ask Alexa hoarsely STOP! as it\'s beginning to grind a little on my eardrums.
What is life \"I say\" but just a way through each day as it is.
Most complain about the meaningless of life asking whats the point!
It\'s difficult to explain what the notion means
Life is meaningful and its meaningless but its value is in our minds , a worth .
I wonder if I\'m not happy because of worth
What am I worth to me?
Instead of comparisons that I do what I\'m worth to the world is less .
Why concern myself of others worth .
They may be asking what else can I have to make me happy.
But is it meaningful ?
It\'s like adding and subtracting you can get more or less of meaningful.
I remember my childhood not filled with meaningless things that would fill us with happiness
They didn\'t exist
Everyone had the same .
I don\'t like anaesthetic
It doesn\'t make me happy it makes me sick but it has a purpose.
It\'s got a meaning.
If we spent too much time thinking rather than valuing we would know we have things in our lives with meaning.
Meaning is to be a part of the world
Thats what I think!
It can be cut short just like in a minute.
In a meaningless second.