The Meaning of Life

I know for centuries man has tried to determine the meaning of life. The big question; Why do we live? And why do we die? Some perhaps find answers in religion or science- others spirituality- or perhaps others think they have a good idea and are satisfied with their concept.

To me? There is no answer.

I suppose we are all born to parents who throw us out kicking and screaming into a world of madness and chaos or if you are an optimist, beauty and wonder. I see both at different times.
But there is nothing like the end of a year and the promise of a new one to really bring this question to light-
The End? Or just the Beginning?
How do you see December 31- January 1?

On the social network, this time of year brings extremes of great sorrow or joy- I am reading posts of so much misery, death, and sadness- while scanning through photos of happy family gatherings at the same time.
Now that we have a way of connecting- sharing each other's pain, gaining sympathy or positive thoughts or even prayers if that's your thing--- I see a very trying end of 2013.

Every one of us has our own story to tell, be it wonderful or sad- and through the computer age we know more about strangers we call 'friends' than we ever have before-

Through this network of social sites we find out who is a hater and who is a lover- which friends stand by through the worst of times, and which simply do not give a shit-

The Meaning of Life.

Maybe to me its 'Do No Harm'. Maybe its reach one person and make a difference in their life-

For a writer, filmmaker, song composer, or anyone who has touched the public in some way- have we achieved that meaning?
What more can be expected of us? Am I still trying to write that 'perfect' book? The one that meets all of the readers' needs? Like Goldilocks and porridge? I never will- Forgive me- my books will never meet everyone's standards, my films will always find critics, my life will be judged, my actions constantly monitored. That's our new 'meaning of life'.

I am seeking to do my best, yet falling short to so many-

I see people placing their hearts out there only to be stomped on by people who simply look for perfection in everyone but themselves-

Forgive me- I am not perfect- My books are not flawless works of art- my films are simply going to be the best I can do on a very small budget-

So go ahead and judge me- I have done the best I could in the time I had on this earth- which to some at the moment is so damn precious-

I wish all who are sick and want to get well- to be healthy and live- I wish all of those who are saddened by what the year that has past has given them, to find hope.

The meaning of life for me? 100 books, and a film - There's not a whole lot more anyone can ask of me- so my meaning of life has changed- it is all that I make of it- and simply nothing more-

Be careful out there- it's one hell of a cruel world- and my new credo for trying to survive in this cyber-new-century- is do it now, because simply put- you may run out of tomorrows.