The sense of life

You don't bathe twice in the same river, because when you enter it again, you don't find the same waters...

Living is... Feeling, crying, rejoicing with what doesn't bring us joy, being saddened by what doesn't bring us sadness, is living madness wisely, is living balance with the most exorbitant imbalances.

But what is the meaning of life? Does it flow naturally?

A pre-Socratic philosopher said:

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"No one bathes twice in the same river, because when he enters it again, he does not find the same waters and his own being has already changed; so everything flows, nothing remains". (HERÁCLITO).

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Stay for what? To live and relive the same sensations? To have no news? Not getting lost on the unknown path or launching yourself into the same paths with already diagnosed doses that do not cause intrigue, but only comply with already known and exhausted protocols?

There are many questions, perhaps few answers, but it does not cause me strangeness, but fatigue.

I don't know if... Fatigue for living or living for fatigue.

Questioning the obvious can lead us to subjectivity or not.

Dimensions to be interpreted.

Journey without many choices, but many interpretations that oblige us to act as protagonists and not as supporting actors.

The meaning of life is to live in the most diverse ways, in the most creative journeys. These, with tears, laughter, losses, beginnings, restarts, actions, omissions... Everything that causes balance or imbalance to the social being, who feels and seeks at all times to be sustainable, to be loved – sometimes hated. It doesn't matter the motivations that helped him to be the author of his story, but the meaning that is given to each lived moment that characterizes the true meaning of life.

Antelmara Silva.

Pedagogue and degree in Philosophy.