Life and it's meaning. What is it? Is it a concept? A thing? Is it something unimaginable?
I always joke around and ask, "What's the meaning of life?" just for the hell of it. But truly this questions has always been bothering me.
Today I believe I have come up with that answer, finally. And all thanks to words by a character in the movie Chaos Theory with Ryan Reynolds, he said the wise words in the movie haha.
The meaning is Chaos, here is the definition by the New Oxford American Dictionary in my computer:
chaos |ˈkāˌäs|nouncomplete disorder and confusion1-Physics behavior so unpredictable as to appear random, owing to great sensitivity to small changes in conditions.2-the formless matter supposed to have existed before the creation of the universe.3-(Chaos) Greek Mythology the first created being, from which came the primeval deities Gaia, Tartarus, Erebus, and Nyx.
Doesn't it make sense, huh? doesn't it?
But what is even more interesting is Chaos is what results from the real meaning of life.
Love.
That's it i had my suspicions but is true that nasty little thing called love is what life is for, that is what makes us do the good things, the shitty things, the fucked up things, the amazing thing. Every actions is done based on love, be it horrible or not, it is.
Love is what makes humans do the nasty shit they do... total sence...
