Article by Alex Gordon

What is the meaning of life?

How often have we asked this question or heard others ask this question? In answering this question, Alex Gordon remains as controversial as ever. His answer may surprise you, it may even upset you but hopefully above all it will give you something to think about, a new perspective to consider. The meaning of life is to live, and not to die.

When people are in their early incarnations they communicate with violence, then they evolve and communicate with language and intellect, and eventually evolve into communication through feelings, which is the Universal form of communication. Of course, not everyone evolves, some devolve and become spiritually dead and cease to exist, and some lazy spirits get stuck at a certain evolutionary point and eventually have to be thrown back, because evolution has left them behind.

The question you ask is an intellectual question, but the answer lies in the world of feelings. The meaning of life can no more be answered with the intellect than a mathematical theorem can be solved by violence.

During the first World War, conscientious objectors were brought before a tribunal and asked one question which was constructed in such a way, that if they answered ‘yes’, then they would have to join the army, and if they answered ‘no, they were prosecuted for blasphemy. Words belong to the world of the intellectual, to talk and babble, endless discussion but without passion. They are the stuff of lawyers and politicians, and the stuff of lies and deceit and entrapment. Politicians use certain words to trick people into following illusions. Lawyers use them to make good people appear bad, and bad people appear good. Advertising companies use them to sell things of dubious value by surrounding them with glamorous images.

Life is not an intellectual concept. ‘Life’ is simply a word in the English language, and it means many different things to different people, just as ‘love’ means different things to different people. For centuries the church has used the power of words to enslave people, especially in times when people were largely illiterate and had to rely on a priest to interpret words for them. The church essentially told people that if they wanted to see God and avoid hell, then they would have to be ‘good’. However, they deliberately neglected to explain to people how good was good, so people tried so hard to be good that they became ill and joyless, even insane. All such words ensnare people. How moral is moral? How honourable is honourable? How loyal is loyal? Whenever such a word is used, the person who uses it should quantify it, and they should explain exactly what they mean, that way, there is an ultimate achievement, a conclusion. A person can then say, ‘now I am good’, or ‘now I am loyal’.

Of course churches, and gurus for that matter, and teachers of the new-age movement never ever say to anyone, ‘now you have made it, you know as much as I do, well done’. No, there is always one more test, one more thing to endure, one more course to go on, one more level of enlightenment to achieve, because of course they do not want anyone to succeed, they want them to remain slaves to an ideology which they control and which keeps them in a position of power.

Christ said, ‘greater things than this you will do’, but do gurus and new-age teachers say this? In the main they say, keep trying, keep following me, keep paying me money, and I will disempower you, make you my slave, separate you from your divinity because I know more than you know. What you do is flawed, so you must learn from me, but what I do, that is none of your business!

To understand the meaning of life, you must face death, the great terror, and the great dread. Wander around cemeteries, look at the gravestones. Most of those people were good, and kind, loyal and honourable, but now, the wind blows over the dishellved graves, frost and snow lies over them. Most of those people are forgotten, and they are pretty much all the same. They did not make it. Perhaps they pondered the meaning of life also.

As time goes by, relatives visit the graves less and less, until they too are dead and then no one comes and the graves start to crumble. Birthdays and Christmastime comes, but no-one visits, just the wind and the rain, the ice and the snow, the solitary bird, the hunting fox. All is still and silent.

How can an intellectual cheat death? How can one cheat death by thinking, because in order to think you have to have a brain, and when you die, you have no brain to think with, and if you haven’t learnt how to feel, what is there left of you to carry on?

When you can understand what actually kills people, what makes their flesh wrinkled and old and tired and their bodies frail and diseased. When you can understand that death is not a natural occurrence but rather a form a socially acceptable murder. When you can learn from those graves, and understand how good people came to be there, then, and only then, will you understand the meaning of life. There is more wisdom in one silent grave, then all the new-age gurus put together, because the grave is real, the gurus are wordsmiths, magicians of the mouth, and they will die too, so how can anyone follow them? What is the point of following anyone who will die?

Life is an emotive, pulsating, passionate exercise in immortality. It’s meaning lies in feelings and pleasures and joys moment to moment. It does not think ‘what a beautiful blue sky’, it jumps for joy with the pleasure of sharing the sky.

We come to challenge our fears, now, who is ready to challenge death itself? Who dares take on death? The great leveller, the great destroyer of hopes and dreams, love and life, that which brings dread and hopelessness to nearly all, who dares? I DARE.

I am not a guru, and I do not ask you to follow me. Many people who read the things I write will be evolutionarily superior to me, but you can ride along beside me, and rather than flee from death, we will face it, and we will defeat it. We will shrink it to the pathetic illusionary dwarf that it really is. We will seize our power, use our knowledge, and never again will be slaves to anything, certainly not this trickster. The meaning of life is to live, and not to die.