The stuff thats considered meaningless and trivial is where true friendship and true love could be found, but the humanitarian causes just didnt have that?
What was considered meaningful was meaningless and what was considered meaningless is where the most profound meaning could be found.
Like in extreme pain as a kid I used adrenaline from fighting to learn the lessons of friendship.
There I learned the difference between the value of the instinct that brought me quality friendships and my ability to be good to my friends.
(Having sadistic instincts wasn't going to allow me to be good to my friends so I crashed like the Phoenix to not hurt my friends. But i wouldn't have learned the difference between the ability to learn and what friendship looked like. Play made friendship valuable. My pain would have made that impossible.)
In the midst of failure i have had a love connection to Sylvia Plath that allowed me to transmit lessons that only came from meaningless experiences.
Love and normal meaningless life is where true romance is and the only place for ultimate meaning.
Its the land where all the beautiful church lessons are coming from. The land of nihilism and nothing.
That's humbling.
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