Why The Emptiness Makes It Hard To Find Meaning

To all those who frequent this site or at least look to it for my takes on matters, I apologise for the short hiatus. For the last few months I’ve been offline. During this time I’ve travelled and not been in the head space to write anything of quality. Rather, I’ve been experiencing life, enjoying time with my friends & family and getting back into the swing of things at home.

After the quick update, I wish to get into a topic that has plagued me, or rather haunted me, these last two years. That of finding a meaning to life and existing here on Earth.

It may seem strange that my first post in over three months will be the most existential yet, but I’ve come to a great many conclusions and opened large inquires into the unknown parts of life. It seems to me that this is where I want to head, no matter how heavy a burden it is. On the contrary, it may be precisely that it’s hard to bear that I’ve inquired so deeply.

So then, here’s to the meaning of life!

For context, I’ve noticed a hollowness below the world we live in and that’s not to say physically. This realm is lacking in a substance that made the world of antiquity shine, not that I was physically there to experience it mind you. It feels as if everything we do has no meaning, that it’s simply a sheen or a gloss that has been hastily applied over rotten wood. In the case of this analogy, sealing a piece of rotting wood doesn’t fix the issue. It only traps the rot and lets it spread further.

This is what I’ve been feeling recently and it’s only getting more evident. I shan’t go into too much depth about it either as I don’t intend to get political. Though look around, what do you see? A more homogenous global culture? Spiritual practices that are lukewarm at best and externally focused. The commercialisation of everything, including the last bastion of information – the internet.

As a civilisation we are on the brink of collapse whether it will happen in our lifetime or a few hundred years in the future it matters not. Anyone with the sense to spot it knows exactly what I am talking about, this material world is only a shell that holds the abyss below. Far gone are the days where man searches for a higher, upward growth towards the heavens. Now, all around us is a self abasement in excess. Social media gurus who sell courses on how to manipulate people whether to sell things or get the girl, subscriptions to propaganda, following old traditions that don’t have any essence to them and the literal transfiguration of the human body; all signs of how far man has fallen. Even psychoanalysis, which aims to get deeper into the psyche in order to dig and unearth unconscious thoughts that are best left buried – thus leaving more room for thinking on more productive means – not to mention removing said defences that have been designed specifically to keep negative entities out.

A slight tangent in regards to psychoanalysis, I’m not suggesting that it isn’t without merit or advancements that greatly help people, is more so related to the theme our civilisation has taken onboard. The bizarre interest to dig into the human psyche and to find out what or how enables us to be connected to a divine power in the first place, as if we must know exactly how it works. Going into deep trauma, unearthing it, making it bare for your consciousness to see, taking it further in minute detail of every working part. My point is that the further we stray from the path, the more a deepening into what man is, how he functions, trying to offload all trauma and even allowing his nature to become more perverse. These attempts to fix the mind may just do that, but the question I mean to put forward is once you break down or through these psychological barriers with the intention to heal and re-enter at will; do you actually leave a wound that cannot be healed and if so, what does that wound allow in?

Moving closer to the point in question is the abyss that writhes below the shell of materialism – modernity – in which precariously floats on top. Any false move is enough to send you into it where often man doesn’t return from. A darkness that entices man with the sense to look into, like Narcissus who stares at his own reflection where upon he falls in head first, the pool of complete dissolution. The feeling I have unwittingly been comprehending is the unfortunate situation our civilisation has been facing for the last thousand years or so, the Kali Yuga wherein the final turn of the world wheel has taken place and now we are directly experiencing the consequences of it. Of course, none of this has been our fault, the path was laid out before time existed and we being here is part of that greater plan, but on a superficial level the fact that it is happening in our time does not make it any easier for us.

To the normal person who cannot comprehend such a theme or undoing of reality, these thoughts are preposterous, silly, vague, even counterintuitive, as we live in an age of technological progress that marches ever on to greater heights. However, we must depart from this belief in questioning what for? What are the reasons that we march forwards to these man made heights of progress whilst walking past the path to get us there. How can we continue forwards to this unclear goal whilst being completely disconnected from any higher power? At this point one may say that science or God are the supreme powers that lead us. In response to this the former is an aberrant, maladaptive made up being which syphons the energy away, – it’s an idol that has no connection to the past and in fact increases the suffering we all feel however subtly – the latter has been killed, sufficiently and completely, the connection between us and the divine was thwarted long ago. Existing now are fragments of the light that once helped us through the night we all walk through. Though I won’t continue to expand on this as this as it’s not the place to do so.

What road is there for us that has not the seal of a divinity on it? One may think of J.R.R Tolkien’s “Lord of the Rings” in that the age they all live is one of collapse, far from the glory days of Rohan and Gondor. Deep within the age of decline where twisted, perverse beings rise from the ground to march in thraw towards the last bastions of light. Although our world hasn’t the orc or dragon of Middle Earth, Tolkien was bang on with the analogies and metaphors used. I mentioned earlier the famous quote from Nietzsche “God is dead” which is awfully fitting for when the elves leave Middle Earth – with them magic finally leaves too – and as such this is what I mean. God, or energy or divinity is not dead rather it has gone into a status, into a hiding where it can lick it’s wounds and come back when man needs it most. The return of Aragon, the true king of Gondor and Middle Earth represents the man against time, the man whose soul is from the Golden age of civilisation and therefore has separate rules to guide him. He is the conduit between the sacred and profane, the one who leads man out of Kali Yuga into a new age.

I may have lost some in this description above, getting a little fantastical with the choice themes specially Lord of the Rings so I’ll return to what remains of the solid foundations. As a note, there are smarter, more intelligent authors and philosophers who have concluded extensively on these matters so I really recommend that you dig into these people rather than taking what I have to say as completely objective or even offensive -simply, these are my own ramblings and thoughts.

Our world is disconnected from the above – as in heaven – even expressing a deep interest in going further down, further away from the sacred, into the murky depths of profanity. This leads us nicely into where the meaning of life is in all of this.

As I understand, the Golden Age is a time where both heaven and Earth are connected by people of a higher degree, with a regality and nobility matched by no one alive today – Aristocrats of the Soul – who are fit to lead and only kneel to the Godly powers of the sacred. In a world such as that, the spiritual world will be tangibly connected and thus supported to everyone alive, however, in the current epoch we find ourselves no institute remains for us to even get a small glimpse into what could be and will be. Setting the stage, meaning can only be found in a world where meaning is connected, freely given, coming from a higher more responsible source.

Our world lacks this connection and thus anything external to the soul, collectively, we have tread farther and farther afield, losing the way and as such the meaning that once supported man. Here I interject that the world and soul are connected, as souls loses their way so too does the world and visa versa. Have you ever felt alone in a spiritual sense, a sense of longing and hope that one day it may get better? This is where we are. As such, there is no meaning to be found in the external world.

Earning money for the sake of survival is merely animal like or earning money for solely material experiences doesn’t cultivate any meaningful change within your soul. Man, the only animal with a possible connection to the divine is therefore reduced to animal like states of dependency or false idols in search for more ecstatic experiences to escape mundane existence with. Money is of no value to the soul, but of course we live in a physical world where without it we die. Yet setting your sights on money for the sake thereof has no meaning, much the same as politics. Energy is in motion that was set off hundreds of years ago and cannot be altered, so that only way to get over this is through – one has to ride the wave that was set off all those years ago.

The world operates as far as I can tell, in a cyclical manner, as in as time moves forwards the past gets left behind – there is no stopping what is happening and trying to do so, even with the best intentions is thus void – the clown show must go on with or without us. Money or Politics are only examples, these are merely relevant placeholders, the point remains that we are disconnected from a higher source so anything in external reality will be quite lacking by itself.

The path that I’ve learned of is one of impersonal action, to enjoy acting in and of itself, without connecting your emotions or expectations to the outcome. Now, we are all different of soul so this is left to your own discretion what you choose to devote your time to, but as long as it helps you further in a basal materiality and more importantly feeds your inner transcendence which is where true meaning lies. To disconnect yourself from the external world and focus most solely on the inner is what I understand to be the path of someone who indeed recognises the epoch we are in and that in the greater scheme of things, nothing can be done to slow down the energy that has long past been released.

One quick side note – it does not suppose you can do whatever you want in this world, I haven’t been all that clear about this, but we are trying to attain what would have been a basic requirement in a Golden Age, a level of transcendence or awareness of the sacred in material, banal life. Death is not the end of the journey and it is exactly what you do in this life to prepare yourself for the journey that presents itself next to you. So if you decide to indulge in drugs, sex or whatever other escape that opens itself to you, the seeds will be sown and reaped down the line.

Also, I haven’t nearly scratched the surface of this mountain and possibly infected it with my lack of understanding, as I don’t claim to be a guru or spiritual leader. I’m building upon works, or rather understanding them in my own way, from greater men than myself and will reference them in later works. However, if you grasp this and know where it is from, then I must implore that I am not plagiarising. I’m a man who’s finding his own way with the materials found so far in life, trying to make sense of the growing sense of dis-ease whilst not letting myself get drawn hopelessly into the void. Mayhaps I have a soul that comes from another time, or maybe I don’t. The point of this small essay is to convey why I have failed to find meaning in life, my career and ultimately direction thus far, but as a summary:

You cannot finding meaning in a world that has lost all connections to the divine; all you can do is assimilate a detached mentality and cultivate your inner higher self for yourself that assists you in traversing a world you were not designed to live in (if you truly feel and comprehend the deeper meaning of this article).

I hope you have enjoyed this piece and found it at least interesting. I am experimenting with a style of writing that I’ve greatly indulged in from an older form of author, one that has sadly disappeared from todays landscape and has been replaced by the intellectually offensive, social media, copy writing-est style that leaves much to be desired.

Good weather,

Elliott.