Wednesday, September 9, 2009

The search for meaning...

... is a dangerous one. Because if you're smart and honest, you've got to realize that there's no final destination. Or rather, there's no single answer that can be agreed upon. There are infinitely many "local maximums" that might suit you just fine, but the ultimate goal lies always further off.

How far is far enough? How long do you trade toil for progress? When do you accept comfort and stagnation?

I wonder how many people have said the same thing, in different terms. I'd welcome commentary to that effect.