Distraction

Here is something that I read from Michael Gerber's E-myth Revisited that I think is pretty much spot on: "People sufffer in isolation from one another. In a world without purpose, without meaningful values, what have we to share but our emptiness, the needy fragments of our superficial selves? As a result, most of us scramble about hungrily seeking distraction, in music, in television, in people, in drugs. And most of all we seek things. Things to wear and things to do. Things to shore up our eroding sense of self. Things that we can attach meaning, significance, life..." Hell yeah, if all the whole point of existence is distraction, then life must be a horrid torture that everyone wants to get away from. We look for things to fill the emptiness, but it will never be filled even when we die. We are just living a void, a blackhole that keeps needing to be filled with distraction. Lame.