As it's typical of a late twenty something, one usually has two things on one's mind; sex and the other is but of course, the meaning of life. It's the second that I'm writing about as the other has been researched so exhaustively that I'm not convinced that I have anything significant to contribute to it.
The age old question of meaning never seems to be one that comes close to being obsolete. I wonder if it's because it's never been answered well or if the answer is one that is unique to each and every one of us and that we each, on our own, need to journey on and find our own pot of gold or cup of tea or "insert preferred euphemism"
The Maslow's hierachy of needs is interesting in the sense that it's not based on any solid psychology theory, nor was it derived or proven scientifically, but it stuck around and is accepted as a way for understanding human pursuits, because of the "truthness" that somehow resonates with each of us in our own quest towards the search of meaning and the fulfillment of life.
So now, finally, to explain the #@#$% that is in the title of the post; takes the form of a simple question. Have you ever noticed that once an individual has scaled a level up on the pyramid, it's impossible for that individual to be content with the offerings of the lower level, the very ones that used to make him perfectly happy? It's like a journey that you can never take a step back from. And whose to say that the amount of happiness from higher levels outweigh that of the lower ones?
Then again, this whole discussion is all for naught, for once you begin to question why, you're it. Whether you like it or not.
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