March 26- Victor Frankl

Victor Frankl is a very interesting man to me. He survived some of the most tragic circumstances and still remained optimistic through it all. He believed that no matter what someone can always find meaning in their life. To me i like the way he views life. It is somewhat very similar to my outlook on life. I feel as if i have had some of the worst situations for a college student to grow up in, but i somehow still made it to a university full scholarship because i remained optimistic in the roughest of times.

However now that I am a college student ,a dn i now live freely and independently i am often dazed and confused and feel like my life doesnt have meaning. I believe I would most certainly fall into the Logotherapy category as someone who is depressed because they have yet to find meaning in their life. In fact its something I think about daily. What major should i be in? What career do i want to pursue. Am i making the right choices? Doubt is constantly riding my mind, so i feel its better to live the Victor Frankl way of life and attempt to find my meaning to escape this depression state of life.

So now that i know what I must do in order to obtain happiness, why haven't I achieved it yet, along with many other people. Why is it that so many intelligent people are stuck inside the existential vacuum. I think its simply because we seek to know the unknown , we quarrel with the notion if our lives have subjective meaning, and if we truly have happiness when in reality we will never know if we picked the right path. Therefore I personally think it doesn’t matter if your meaning is the right one or not. If you find a meaning in your life , run with it and live life as happiest as possible.

March 24 , Miguel Unamuno & Inner Contradiction

Miguel Unamuno was the very definition of myself. He was consumed with inner contradiction much like myself. I've been grown up in the church. I ate , pray, slept the bible. I had to say grace at dinner. I had to say my prayers before dinner. I had to be at church on the weekends learning about god, and singing the songs of the youth choir. I was force fed the religion of Christianity and considered myself a devout christian until I turned 18. That was the day i began to think for myself. I stopped going to church because my Dad couldn't force me to anymore. I no longer read the bible, or said my prayers.  I began to live my own way of thought, whatever seemed rational to me. Here is where my conflict grew much like Miguel Unamuno. I was exactly stuck in the passionate commitment of spirituality vs the rationality of the human .

I couldn't fathom anymore believing in Christ . I couldn't bring myself to grips to believe Jesus performed all these so called miracles. I had strayed as far away from Christianity as i possibly could. Several months went by, i had been doing good on my own. In fact i felt like the laws of the bible was what was holding me back. I felt foolish for ever believing all of that stuff. However somewhere deep down inside i was shriveled with questioning if what if it all was real. I would definitely not be see fit in front of God. I definitely do not want to be cast down into hell either. So much like Miguel i am torn too between the passionate commitment of Christianity vs the rationality of my own human brain. Here is where i cannot agree with Miguel. I cannot see myself pursuing the saved, and holy life , my brain consistently see its as rationally as possible if the religion of Christianity can’t be 100% proven , then why believe.