Victor Frankl was right. The one thing that unites all of humanity, besides the basic physiological needs of food, shelter and safety, is the need for meaning. I'd argue we can live without everything else, including love, as unpleasant as that would be. But we can't live without meaning and a sense that life has purpose. And ultimately, having a sense of meaning and purpose is up to us. Religious people will try to convince you that life is inherently purposeful because the Creator imbues it with purpose, otherwise why would He/She/It have bothered creating conscious beings who sought life's purpose - to come to the realization that there is a Creator God. If life is imbued with Divine purpose why make it so difficult to figure out? Ah, they will say, it's the process that gives life meaning, and the reason we have conscious freewill. If it was easy, life would be meaningless. So, life is inherently meaningful, but it's up to us to figure that out, which is what gives it meaning? A bit of a head scratcher if you ask me.
The bottom line, and the only thing we can be sure of, is that if there is a meaning to life, it's up to us to figure out. And the Creator, if there is one, is the kind to throw all kinds of curveballs at us; unimaginable tragedies, cruel twists of fate, diseases, natural disasters, traumas etc. which, according to the faithful constitute tests, and according to the rest of us constitute evidence that life is fundamentally arbitrary. And that's what Victor Frankl got right. Whether you are looking for it in a sacred book, a spiritual tradition, or the vicissitudes of daily life and experience, the search for meaning is a part of human nature.
If there is one thing that the advent of the internet has shown, it's that we have an insatiable need for meaning. Our addiction to looking for answers and certainty has fueled the scourge of disinformation, mistrust and conspiracy online. It's as if we created an electronic trough with an endless supply of informational slop for gluttonous pigs to feed. I remember when people talked about the internet in utopian terms. It would be a place where global connection would foster knowledge and harmony and a golden age of humanity. It did the exact opposite. What we learned from this greatest unregulated experiment in human history is that our need for meaning makes us vulnerable to manipulation and exploitation, and we were now susceptible in an unprecedented way. The people who controlled the means of mass-manipulation could use it to shape the political and economic decisions made by entire societies.
The power of the internet is unprecedented as a tool of mass-deception. It shows us how vulnerable each of us is to mind-control and brainwashing - which we call the informational 'bubble' or 'silo'. I believe it's not so benign as 'bubble' or 'silo'. It's far more encompassing to our lives. Most of us have joined a digital cult. Our digital self defines who we are within a virtual space that provides us with a sense of security, comfort, and control. It feeds us reinforcing information that shapes our thinking and defines our social network and activity. If my characterization is correct, then what is needed to free us, is a type of de-programming.
The attraction of a cult is that it answers our basic need for security and meaning. The antidote must involve getting comfortable with the notion of uncertainty. No one likes uncertainty. That’s a hard sell. But maybe that’s the real challenge of modern life—choosing to accept ambiguity rather than latching onto convenient, easy answers and comforting illusions. In a world in which we are bombarded with an unending and constant barrage of disinformation, learning to live with uncertainty is even more daunting, but it's also ultimately the only source of empowerment and resilience. It's saying, I don't have to run for cover in an algorithmic shelter that panders to my predilections and tastes. I can stand on my own two feet and seek truth. It takes stamina and courage to break free from the cult's spell.
I am reading a book of questions to the guru Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj, a Hindu spiritual teacher. In it, the questioner observes that we live in a universe of cause and effect, and therefore there is certainty, if only the cause(s) can be identified. I think the question relates to this need for answers which makes us susceptible to deception and manipulation. The guru answers, that cause and effect are part of the illusion, just as time, past and future, is illusory - we only exist in the everpresent now, the moment. The rest is a construct of mind. In fact, the moment in which we live comprises infinite 'causes', and to try to determine the cause, or any specific number of causes, speaks to the nature of the mind's illusion. Reality, as we experience it and relate to our place in it, should be understood as the manifestation of the infinite universe. Anything less, is like settling for a partial, easy answer.
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I view meaning and purpose as the same. My purpose is to do what I can to educate (as practices of theory) my family and students, and myself when I can. When I see what I consider moral failures popping around me (as I have since Oct.7) I say I have failed. I wish to do more but part of the subtlety of that wish is that I do not want to be an activist. I want to model a purpose-seeking father and professor who allows for failure. What a cascade of contradictions I am.
Put my name on that Glen. I forgot to sign in...
I had a hunch it was from you David (the comment about being a professor tipped me off). So much packed into a few words. I agree that meaning and purpose are the same. I think 'to educate' as a purpose opens a pandora's box of related questions. What do we mean by 'educate'? Does a teacher ever really educate, or is education something that only happens in oneself? I view edication as akin to gardening (not original, I know). You can plant the seed and provide water and sun, but that merely supports the possibility of growth. Being an educator must feel a lot like rowing up a waterfall these days, to mix my metaphors. And you give yourself an even greater task by taking some sort of responsibility for the 'moral failings' of your students. I think you're being overly hard on yourself. We all live with contradictions - that's part of the ambiguity I'm talking about that is the source of living honestly and truthfully. Reality is contradictory. It's certainty that is a dishonest, unrealistic approach to life - one that will not admit contradiction. Honesty living must accept the possibility that you are wrong. Allowing (even embracing the possibility of) failure, as I know you know, is the only way to teach. Unfortunately, some failures are more costly than others. The only unacceptable outcome of failure is not having learned from it. It's one thing to fear failure and be paralyzed, which is tragic, but overcome-able. Maybe the moral failure that you are seeing is people striving to find what is right, and I would count that as a positive, if it were the case. Far more tragic is to believe you can't fail, and can't be wrong. I hope that's not what you are witnessing.
Brilliantly put: "It's certainty that is a dishonest, unrealistic approach to life". Art and music are the very embodiment of uncertainty -- maybe doubt and risk given wings. I still devote half my working year to making drawings, and I never feel better than when I am muddling my way thru colours and lines
It's also what I love about artmaking (in my case writing poems and making music) - it's about degrees of failure. The success is in the process and what you can learn from it. It's never about perfection - I hate it when people say that's the 'perfect' song/poem/painting/sculpture. If perfection has been reached, why bother searching any more? Our idea of perfection and perfectability has, I think, at best taken all the fun out of art, and at worst destroyed it. For example, quantizing, digitizing, autotuning and pitch controlling vocals, in an effort to perfect music, has ruined it completely, in my view. I wonder how being raised on 'perfect' digital product (music, images etc.) will effect the sensibility and humanity of our grandchildren.
Prepare for the return of punk.
Hope not. I prefer 78rpm recordings of the Delta blues masters.
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