There is no meaning-to my life-to my small life, my small self. The meaning of life, any life, all of life, is life itself. When I die, I die. Therefore, let me live for today. How shall I live? Simply. So others may live. So that life may continue-long after I’m gone. Life!
What is the good news? Your life matters. My life matters. All life matters. Let no man, let nothing rob us of this knowing. And yes, we know. This knowing is deep within and persists and drives us to survive. And we find that to really know life, part of us must die. The part that desires to diminish, to kill the other, must die. We want to kill, to prove that we matter. But we already matter and so do they. This is good news.