How individuals find meaning in life

Every day, I let myself get trapped in this whirlpool of excessive information. When I wake up, I open my laptop to read news about the war and watch lectures on YouTube, immersing myself in the grand scheme that the world is controlled by a few cult-like, corporate, elitist, and financial cliques.

Reading this news makes me feel like my life doesn’t really matter. I feel lost when I realize I’m not part of any movement that will be recorded in textbooks. I’m not developing AI. I’m not at diplomatic discussions between nations. I’m not invited to the White House or the Blue House. Whatever I do today, the world continues to churn out doomsday news for another day.

Look around. People at cafés don’t talk about their lives anymore. They talk about what’s happening in the world: the BTS concert, the war in the Middle East, the stock market, the price of gold and bitcoin. We all seem to acknowledge we are so hollow that we can’t escape this soul-crushing meaning crisis.

Knowing has rotted my soul. I must start unknowing to regain my purpose and get the most out of this life. It’s an ambitious challenge to stay oblivious to all the news and happenings around the world. I’m addicted to these compulsive feelings I get after learning how the world is corrupt beyond repair. It’s impossible not to feel a shred of casino-anxiety after spending hours on CNN and Instagram.

It’s unnatural for a human to be as powerful as a tech billionaire, president, or cult leader. I have nothing in common with them yet I’m still dominated by these old guard faces. I don’t want to serve them. I want to stand for myself and take care of the people around me. It’s that simple. That’s my meaning of life.