About Life: a Monologue

Everyone has wondered the purpose of life. Some have searched the key to understand the world in books. Some have searched the key in nature. Some have searched the key in school, or at work.

Truth is, life hasn't a purpose. Life just is. Life flows. Between pages, between hugs, between moments. While countless times we've been told that we only live once, I think this statement isn't necessarily true. Everytime something changes, we start a new life.

We live in a chaotic world. Chaos is the origin of everything. Chaos is totality. While chaos may sound as a dismal hell, we should remember we are chaos. We are chaos because our emotions fight everyday, and while sensibility may sound weak, it's a strong component of our personality, especially when we help others and create our own world of sensations.

How our lives appear is just a shadow of how our lives really are. What appears on the outside can become incredibly different from what is on the inside.

I'm not writing a motivational speech, because motivation isn't hidden in words about life. As we walk in life, we ask ourselves loads of questions about the journey we're going through.

Life is full of mysteries, and truth is rarely found. What life is, we already know, and yet we don't. Life is different for everyone, we already know this, so why do we search for a universal meaning? And so, what's the difference between life and existence? For me, it's quite the same. The great difference lies between the verb "to exist" and the noun "existence". Existence is more powerful than just "to exist". We exist, but can we really say that there are over eight billions human existences in the world? To exist is passing through life as a stranger, living an existence means communicating with others, asking ourselves questions, remembering the past and looking at the future.

Let's listen to Metric's song "Synthetica". The singer, Emily Haines, screams that she's not synthetica. The song's lyrics is a treasure, ethereal and ambiguous. Everyone can give it a different meaning. As we scroll through the lyrics, we notice a hidden critique about society. The individual feels true emotions, opposed to the "synthetic" government, fake and often easily-defined, as it tries to capture us with drugs and pills. But society can also symbolise us trying to act fake just because the government orders us to. In this case, the "I'm not synthetica" can be read as an act of rebellion, to keep ourselves human and live our private lives as we want, so we can breathe the beauty of the colourful shades of life.