Life, in my experience, has no inherent meaning, and that is okay. No matter how serious, light, right, or wrong we all approach life, none of us make it out alive. I believe that sentiment came from Fight Club. I don’t mean this in a bad way at all. Life having no inherent meaning isn’t bad. It means life can become whatever you want it to be. Do you have a family that you love? Then you meaning in life is that you focus on letting them know every chance you get how happy they make you. Do you have a job that, while not affecting that many people you know, you enjoy? Then go to that job every day, bathe in that happy light you get going in, and make that your purpose.
I think somewhere in humanity, we decided to label the perfect life as a “successful life.” That seems really silly to me because success is an open definition. For some, making a set amount of money is success. For others, becoming famous is success. The funny thing is there are plenty rich and famous people who aren’t rich or famous through their success. Take Shia LaBeouf. He is Hollywood’s latest hate toy. His movies are, generally, considered dismal, and those that are good, he is considered the weakest link. As a person, he is even worse, going as far as plagiarizing, then plagiarizing his apology for plagiarizing. He also has a reputation of a short fuse, attacking people, yet there is no lack of films for him, allowing him to do exactly what he wants for the rest of his life, and allowing him to make enough money to do whatever he wants. In a manner, he is a success. I don’t think perfection and success should ever be the mark of a good life.
Through social media, I found a story about Justin Carmical, a popular Youtube video blogger, who took his own life some time in January. Doing some googling, which I think I mention in every single post, I learned a lot about the guy. He, while being outside of my interests, seemed to make it his goal to help people and make them happy in some small way. In his tribute video, he said one of the most sincere and beautiful things I have ever heard someone say “You’re not stupid. Okay? You’re not stupid. Don’t ever tell yourself that you are. You’re important. What you have in your head may not mean a lot to a lot of people, but it’s what makes you special. You are important. You mean something. And you’re going to go out there and you are going to do some wonderful things. But first and foremost, you’re not stupid.” The saddest part of this beautiful idea is that Justin seems to have been talking to himself. He probably had needed to hear these amazing words as much as any one else.
These two people show the extremes. Carmical had a very small fanbase, likely making very little money compared to Shia LaBeouf, but in his death, you can find people completely destroyed over the loss of such a caring friend. He made life what he wanted, and that was making life better for other people.
Life should always be what you make it. It should be fun, beautiful, sweet, loving, funny, caring, and amazing. For all I know, there is one life. You have one shot to make life anything special. In death, no matter how much money or how many people you have with you, you will die alone. I don’t mean people will leave you alone, I mean they will surround your physical body, but they cannot undergo the final challenge of life–Death– with you. That is all on you. All you have to comfort you are your memories. Making those memories filled with great experiences is my version of a perfect life. Find your own through personal exploration, and the path to achieve that goal will present itself.