You read that right. I don’t believe in pursuing happiness, but living my life to have meaning. That what I say and do are important to me, and also important to others. I can get all philosophical and shit and write about the fact that our talents aren’t meant for our own benefit, but to serve the world. Talents mean little unless used as a matter of service to others.
Here is an article that better explains.
My absolute favorite poem is George Gray by Edgar Lee Masters (Spoon River Anthology) ~
To put meaning in one’s life may end in madness,
But life without meaning is the torture
Of restlessness and vague desire—
It is a boat longing for the sea and yet afraid.
The last four lines make the point I live by. Try to, anyway. Something to think about.