The purpose of life does not include the pursuit of perfection or even the pursuit of happiness. To pursue these as part of the nature of our being is asking for frustration.
So what is in the package marked ‘purpose of life’?
I don’t know. Or at least, I don’t know everything that’s in it. I’ve taken a few things out, unwrapped the packaging, but never been able to look right into the box.
I think if your personal box doesn’t contain love, acceptance and at least some kind of passion, it would somehow be lacking.
And perfection, and happiness? These things are part of life, but they aren’t its purpose. Hope for them, and when they appear (sometimes together, sometimes singly), accept them, enjoy them.
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