Understanding the “point of life” unlocks all its mysteries and treasure, or so we think.
That’s why the internet is littered with people asking this question.
But it’s really very simple.
Points aren’t real. They’re just how we make a mark on the world.
The point of a pen is to make a blot.
The point of a sword is to make a cut.
The point in an argument is to distinguish between ideas.
The point in sports or games decides who wins.
The point of a compass tells you which way to go.
The point is dimensionless. It’s merely a particular moment in time or space or a particular thought about a specific time in space. And yet, everything seems to hinge around the point.
“What’s the point of life?” isn’t the right question.
Living is the point.
It’s the instrument we’ve been given to change the Universe.
The question is: “What mark will you make with it?”