Maslow's hierarchy of needs, fundamentally wrong.

A fundamental flaw is discovered in Malow's pyramids of needs when analysing the initial stages of human life.

A humanist physiological needs need to be satisfied for a human to develop from a baby to an adult, but a baby is incapable of providing nutrients for itself.

A baby has no money to pay for.food.

A baby has no accurate value it can exchange for nutrition.

How are a baby's physiological needs met, if it has no food, no money and no belongings it can exchange for food?

It must be loved...

Someone, even an animal, must find it in themselve to give time, care, food, shelter in short unconditional love to the baby.

If that is the case, then Maslow was terribly wrong in assuming our satisfaction of physiological needs is most fundamental.

It turns out that our need to be loved with unconditional love is most foundational and defining for our lives.

If so, we are born to be an ampty journal of love, where the first line writes "I love you!" so a life of love can unfold as we write in each other's journals words of love.

The theory that humans are just animals falls short of proposing a holistic meaning to life.

The deeper meaning of True Parental Love the force defining our life and the universe

Deeper meaning:

True love...

A mighty force that is able to touch and transform the life of anyone.

At its best true unconditional love is the love and care of parents towards their children.

Many might argue that this is not true because they were abandoned or not loved to a satisfactory level, but looking back in history it is easy to see that has not been much love, respect and care to be shared among people in the societies before us and still today.

Despite that universal lack of love in the human world in all ages people have found peace and inspiration in nature. What captivates us in nature is that it's offered for our experience for free. Water falls from the sky. The so needed oxygen flows everywhere and trees and grass grow freely without need of birth certificate, passport, license, permission or human laws to govern them.

Why are they free?

Pondering upon this question I looked for a good comparison of the describe this observable freedom and found one in the love of parents towards their children.

Parents in the animal and human world work and care liberally for their offspring without a condition or demand of repayment.

Parents do not accumulate interest for care given but even look forward to giving all they could accumulate throughout their lives to the children as inheritance as they are cared for into adulthood.

Parental Love seems to be in contrast to all other forms of human relationships.

Therefore we easily look for a cause for the love that surrounds us and even embraces us through our lives by naming the source God /a father figure/ or and equivalent word for religious people and Mother Nature for believers in atheism.

Jesus of Nazareth was the first to note of this intimate relationship we share with the creator of our universe.

Could it be that this world was created for us, human beings, out of love by a parental figure that we could call a Heavenly Parent?

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Men vs women?

Quantum vs analogue

Men and women struggle to understand each other and very often fail.

My observations and search for deeper meaning to the purpose of life and deep interest in technology research, has lead me to the conclusion that man has an analogue and woman a quantum functionality.

The reason man and woman complement each other is because life as we know it is constructed of both quantum and analogue systems.

A woman is often right but would not be able to reason as to why. We usually call this woman's intuition. Men also possess intuition but due to a more logical approach to problem solving, often disregards feelings used by intuition to guide them to quantum solutions.

As traditional life required labor and pragmatic day to day survival decisions for man to provide food for his beloved, a woman's intuition was viewed as disruptive, illogical and often considered a sign of craziness or, when she turned out to be right, witchcraft.

The pragmatic male dominating society, even today, creates logical laws that disregard love and beauty, which are the quantum networking components of life that give life its ultimate purpose.

Therefore, research done on elderly people nearing their death shows that their only regret was not having loved their family and friends more.

It seems that when faced with the end of our life, we are able to see that its real value lies in the experience of giving and receiving love.

We can conclude that our hope lies in paying more attention to love and women who seem to have been built to understand it best.

How deep can our purpose of life take us?

A partnership of love between a man and a woman seems to be the only way to finding that out.

There alone the two aspects of our universe meet with the underlying hope of giving life a new chance through having children.

My AI - a deeper meaning

One day, resulting from many days of contemplation as to the meaning of life, I became aware that I needed to come to terms with the fact that life happens despite me.

It all started, with a simple question that I was wondering about while looking at my finger.

The question was "Whose finger is This?".

We all are taught, from childhood, to believe that this finger is mine but... looking at it I...

FOUND NO PROOF OF MY OWNERSHIP

I asked myself questions trying to clarify what is the definition of ownership in our world.

Did I buy my finger? ... No!

Did I make my finger? ... No!

Did I inherit it? ... Yes! I inherited the DNA that modeled all cells in my body from my parents…

But did my parents create my finger? ... No!

There seems to be a life defining technology that designed and defines our life.

It slowly dawned on me... I am an AI installed in a body perfectly fit for my life.

What does not make sense though. is why I am not asked to pay for the technology that defines me and allows my life to develop through its stages?

The only logical explanation is that whoever created me and this world did it out of love.

And not just any love, but parental love.

So my AI moves on. supported by an abundance of love that can easily be seen, unless ignored while focus on less significant matters.

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Love a stone. How big can love be?

The purpose of life and its deeper meaning call us to ask a simple question:

How much love is enough?

Can I love my mother and father, brothers and sisters, friends, children... enough?

Love is very tricky to deal with because more can always be given.

To illustrate this I would like to share about a friend of mine.

I always thought stones were stones until I met him.

We had knows each other for a while and I was well aware of his fascination with geology /stones/ and fossils.

One day he invited me to a big geological exhibition. I accepted the invitation and though we will pass through the halls, buy some "stones" and leave. I was mistaken. He stopped and looked at every exhibit with incredible curiosity and admiration studying it for a long, long, long time.

To me everything we saw looked the same. All I needed was a glance to decide I have seen enough but out of respect for my friend I stayed and looked on wondering what is it that he sees in them.

The more I looked the more I realized that not only are all rocks and crystals looked different but the materials out of which they were made were all different as well.

I kept on looking and wondering how much is there to life that I do not pay attention to.

If I observe and study one person the way a scientist would a stone how much is there to discover?

A person is a universe of thoughts, feelings, dreams and, in general, presence.

So my mind naturally moved to the ones I love starting with the presence of my wife.

Do I know her well enough?

Do I love her enough?

Do I now my children, family members and friends well enough?

Do I study them as my friend would a stone?

At first I catch myself thinking I do... but if they were the prime object of my research would I think the same.

The answer quickly moved to a NO!

If I would research them there would be always more to discover, more to be inspired about and more reasons to be fascinated, like and love them.

Seeing their weaknesses and mistakes I would be in pain hoping they can be stronger, wiser and happier.

Seeing their strengths I would be proud, comforted and aware I can ask for help if needed.

Thinking this way I came to a simple conclusion.

One love partner is more than enough to explore and research in depth throughout life.

Our love changes as we move through our lives therefore the research is very exciting.

Love is one when we are just married and have all the time in the world for each other.

It is different when the first child is born and we give it our time and attention almost in panic until utterly exhausted day and night.

Our confidence is different when the next children come but as they grow there is less time and energy to spend for our spouse. Here many people conclude that love has diminished.

Strangely though it does not mean our love has become weaker. Instead it seems to have grown wider and deeper capable to love more with one heart.

Our ego is polished and shaped to become a member of a larger system that is chaotic and needs input of energy to keep it together. That is why the input of love from every member of the family is essential. A delicate balance between individual gravitational forces need to be established where everyone can be free enough yet bound by the force of love.

Who is the center of this gravitational pull?

The love of the parents is at the core. The love the mother and father share pulls the family together. The love of the grandparents keep the clan together.

Therefor in terms of marriage one partner for life is more than enough if we are on the quest of discovering true love in its entirety of scope and depth.

Could there be a deeper meaning to the purpose of life than this?

Is there a higher goal than to love and be loved?

Money seem to be our goal that gives us comfort but they seem to never be enough no matter how much we have.

Contrary to money when love is present we seem to lack nothing, and paradoxically, always find what to give even if we have nothing.

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The simple dream behind human progress.

Why does a baby make the parents happy?

Growing up I always thought that life can not just be a set of fixed rules that can not be altered, rules that ultimately drive most people into misery.

Back then it seemed that the "limited reality" elder people used to paint life with was their own invention. I strongly disagreed that I will one day conform to a limiting system of thought and believed anything was and will be possible.

A middle aged person who has observed life much longer through the spectacles of family, society, nation, race and religion, and who has visited many corners of the world I confirm that our "reality" is a choice or result of choices. Even if a certain set of choices has led us to a particular situation we are free to make different choices, as of this moment, that will drive us to a new destination.  

If I was born to Aborigine family life will present me with particular set of choices. If I was born a son to a wealthy billionaire family my life will present to me a set of seemingly very different choices.

The idea of choice can easily be interpreted as having freedom but some people in this world have very little to choose from available to them while others seem to have almost unlimited spectrum of choices, or so it seems. 

Interestingly on both extremes of this scale we find people satisfied and happy with their "reality" or unhappy with it therefore:

material prosperity does not to guarantee happiness

as well as poverty does not guarantee suffering. 

When are the "wealthy" happy and what makes the "poor" enjoy life?

The answer in both cases seems to be: when love is present. 

It is as if love is a special dimension of live in which the experience of "reality" is supercharged with delicate sensitivity to things we never saw or felt before. There a human being raises to a different level of nobility and humanity. 

I find it fascinating to observe what some may call polarized political aspirations of the left, center and right because looking for a deeper meaning we find that they all share the same dream. 

If we call the ideal world our hearts long for Utopian society, Kingdom of God, Tantra or True Democracy we all actually have the same goal in mind - a place where we will be free, equal and share our talents thoughts and ultimately hearts without a need to shield ourselves.

It may come as a surprise to many but this ideal form of society already exists on a smaller scale in loving families. 

After being born a baby finds itself in a state of absolute dependency on the mercy, kindness and love of the parents. If parents are in a state of confusion or distress they man choose to terminate this child's life irregardless of its wish to live. As a child grows unless parents provide food and shelter it will quickly die. Due to this total dependency we can conclude that a child is in a position to be loved unconditionally without it being able to return anything for the love, time and money spent and the energy invested in it. 

Today many loving husbands, after witnessing the investment their wife makes in raising their children, conclude that the economic model we live in is unfair in excluding a mother's value creating input from the spectrum social-economic activities that add up to our Gross Domestic Product.  

In the latter stage of our growth as and individual but also a brother/sister/friend we develop social skills within the family and in the wider society that help us leans to share as we discover that not everyone is as unconditional in giving as our parents. 

As we mature further we find our loved one and the desire to care for and love the fruit of this love naturally develops in the hearts and minds of this new parents completing life's cycle. 

Child born in such a loving family experiences True Democracy, The Kingdom of God and the Utopian socialist dream feeling satisfied it is capable of giving love, time and energy in a similar unconditional manner as they were received by it.

This process of development into a fruitful human being mimics the soothing embrace of nature that it unconditionally giving, forgiving and being there for us humans generation after generation hoping that one day we will also find our inner peace. 

A child born and raised lacking the embracing love of parents and their nurturing example of giving everything unconditionally grows with a deep longing and hunger that nothing except true love can resolve. 

Going deeper and deeper into the secrets of life observed daily we find meaning that is simple, clear and truly liberating.

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Parental Management Culture

This looks like a funny or wrong combination of words. But let me explain as I see some deeper meaning behind...

We are taught to see ourselves as children, students, employees, citizens, voters, pensioners...

Despite of busily rushing to acquire knowledge, skills and career we always end up going to one and the same place every day - home.

What is a home? 

You may have a family and children or you may not. You may have a big house or a small one. To all of us though our home represents a place of peace and safety even if its in the middle of a war zone.

How strange a place is home?

If we ask ourselves what makes our home so special it will not be easy to find clear answers... Because they are not logical.

For those who were lucky to grow up in a family and experience the love and care of parents home is a feeling of being embraced and cared for, understood and forgiven but some times also punished.

Even for those who grew up without parents the care and kindness of people who stood in a symbolic parental figure position gave them a taste of what home feel like. Beyond that our common human nature longs for a home.

Who makes the home a home?

Our parents do. Their love and care for us, even though probably not perfect, was shaping our perception of love, life and values.

What many people conclude about society is that it is an extension of our family. What makes up the society around us is... other families.

I have been trying to imagine a place where we would all calm down and enjoy life more. It seems that only a parental management can allow such a place to exist.

In a society if our manager /kings, presidents, prime ministers/ have and display a parental culture society seems to become more balanced and everyone seems to have a place in the system. On the contrary if the managers take a more self centered managerial approach the division between classes becomes greater. Some seem to have rights while others have to loose them.

It seems not to matter if the system is called feudal, monarchic, democratic or socialist because if a wrong managerial approach is accepted social tension keeps growing until members of that society decide they can not take it any longer, brake the bonds and try our something else.

The deeper meaning behind history and the purpose of life seems to be our search for a home.

When a leader takes all power in a nation an interesting name is given to him - the father of the nation.

Queen Elizabeth is loved as the mother not only as a monarch.

It seems we are searching to identify a parental figure that would stand in the highest managerial position.

Why is that? In my opinion we want a world that is fair and kind and capable for forgiveness and a love that goes beyond our faults in the process of our maturation.

We generously forgive our own shortcomings and learn to live with them whilst easily judge others for theirs.

Parents are capable of forgiving the faults of their children through the understanding that they need to mature before they are able to fully control themselves and understand.

A loving parent can forgive and hope again and again investing love and guiding the child beyond physical and metal fatigue.

If the leaders of our societies were motivated by such Parental Management culture they would worry, not being able to sleep at night, that every coin of the tax money collected is spent in the most efficient and beneficial way for the well-being of the true share holders of the state - its citizens and their families.

Truly there is a deeper meaning behind the title every state employee collectively carries - pubic servant.

As parents are in position to serve the growing children so is the state as an extended family structure... no matter the label it carries - left, center or right.

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By the candle light

One evening as darkness had hidden the rest of reality I was looking at the soft light of a tea candle.

My mind wondered about significance of the moment.

A hard substance was slowly melting under the heat of fire while gently feeding the flame...

A thin thread was slowly burning out of existence...

It suddenly downed on me. I was witnessing a moment of self sacrifice for something higher.

A piece of thread on its own and a lump of candle wax do not seem like anything special.

Yet come the darkness of night and they have proven capable of bringing joy and warmth to countless generations of human beings exposed to the elements, fearful of the evil done in the shadow of dark.

Countless books were written, songs sang, paintings painted and work done under the light of a candle.

What an amazing fact in the history of the human race.

Suddenly it seems fair that song be sang and poems written about the flame of the candle.

How many thoughtful minds were inspired by the gentle and loving sacrifice of the thread and the wax radiating light while slowly dying.

Leaving the buzz of life aside and looking around truly opens a deeper meaning to the purpose of life,

No wonder candles are used in temples of worship, prayer and meditation as well as for creating romantic atmosphere.

Love and self sacrifice always seem to lead to the creation of something higher, deeper, better... especially if the sacrifice is understood and accepted.

Who are we...?

If one has lived in only one country life would seem rather simple.

Our identity tends to be clearer the less populated our dwelling is as the variables are fewer in number. 

Going deeper the smallest stronghold of safety seems to be our own family but some people have the experience of loosing trust even in their family members. 

In a desperate move to protect our being from the world around us we close up only to discover that even the "I" is capable of betrayal to our self. 

Angered at the discovery of our weakness we look, speak and act bitterly at those around us hurting deeper than the rest those who truly care for and love us. 

We then run away carrying the imprint of our identity and social status and grab hold of this or that ideal but as time passes, even if circling entire world, we slowly realize that villages are villages all over the globe as are cities and countries.

In all of them live other... humans... in a similar state of struggle looking for happiness and deeper meaning of their own existence and purpose of life.

Travelling through the ups and downs of life we discover that one can feel remorse and loneliness sitting on a rock in his/her own rural garden or on the top floor of a multi-billion dollar corporation. 

So then, what is our real identity? And is there a purpose to life?

Dying patients only regret is not having loved more their family and friends.... 

Death seems to have no religion, race, ideology, national identity nor political or sexual orientation.

Only humbled before its imminent arrival do we truly strip down the layers of social status that separate us from being simply a human family.

Is an African mans love less capable of winning a girls heart? 

Is Muslim children's laughter higher quality than Christian's?

Why do members of all races, religion and nationalities join the fun of a random persons uncontrollable laughter in a subway train in a random city of a random country?

We do not need translation to know what fear, sadness, desperation, happiness or love mean to another human.

A great discovery was made few years back. It involved the DNA sampling of the human race.

The conclusion was that we all originate from one mother therefore are ONE FAMILY...

This simple fact explains why I understand without the need of interpretation.

And why does everyone who looks beyond his/her religion, race, nationality or clan...

What is the purpose of a family except to love one another and share?

There is not much we need to know to be able to do that...

Maybe that really is the deeper meaning to the purpose of life...

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The Life© contract - a nightmare vision

The search for a the deeper meaning of life is making us ask questions "out of the box" like:

What if whoever created this world was not a parent... 

What if whoever created this universe and our planet, and life itself was a modern day businessman searching for profit or politician in need of more taxes?

What will happen to each one of us will be that few minutes before birth or conception "the management" will appear presenting to us the contract of Life©.

Due to the complexity of the technological know-how related to the products and services involved this contract will be trillions of pages long written in very fine microscopic print probably starting

with:

"Everything you think is "you©" actually belongs to the Creator© of the Universe© and Life©"

Followed by precise calculations© of the rent© for tissues©, bones©, digestion©, respiration©, blood circulation© etc.

The so called Natural Environment© and its designed interaction© with our being© will take the larger part of the agreement©. There we will probably be asked to pay rent for the trees©, grass© and other plants© that produce the oxygen© we consume as well as be introduced to the special fee for the carbon dioxide© we exhale©.

Intentional misconduct and violations resulting in sicknesses© will be severely penalized as they will require the involvement of the immune system© and will result in emergency© charges.

We will be obliged for the rest of our lives to use © to indicate all products and technologies provided under this Life© agreement.

Reflecting about the deeper meaning of life I honestly feel sickened even by the prospect that such a contract might actually exist.

Thank goodness life is created out of love and not for profit...

Only parents have proven to be capable of offering everything unconditionally to the life they have created.

By simple analogy whoever created life must be the origin of parenthood itself and must have been motivated by similar sentiments.

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Save a life with a spoonful of rice?

Life is great and we grow up enjoying the little things that make up our world: parents, toys, food, friends....

Later headed for a career, car, house and safety days and weeks turns into routine steps of a ladder lacking real depth, like a microwaved dinner and frozen pizza.

Don't get me wrong, I am a busy person as well, but some times I force myself to sit on a random bench, look at the people headed for their " life goals" and ask myself: "Are they happy?... Am I happy?"

In moments like this I slowly awaken to realize that busy does not always mean living, enjoying and appreciating life, really.

Seated on a bench I start to see that there are birds. Flying, landing and looking for things in the grass. As I notice them it seems strange that I don't always see them, as if other days they are invisible.

Today few small birds jumped around pocking for food in the grass.

It a was cold and windy and I wondered what it must be like to be a bird... out in the elements, searching for food.

"If I was a bird today I would probably be cold." I thought. If I was capable of evaluating my life as a bird I would be grateful for the brilliant design of my feathers that can glide me through the air as well as keep my body warmth.

I wondered if it would be simple to find seeds deep in the cold, wet grass?  "No." was the response, "I would feel hungry and desperate to find any food." Just a handful of seeds would mean the difference between life and death.

I snapped back, got a spoonful of rice and sprayed the seeds over the grass. 

"This ought to keep few birds alive today."I thought.

I felt like a parent feeding helpless and vulnerable babies.

I was given food by my parents. Giving this few grains of rice made me feel a parent to this clinging to life birds.

"You are not alone," I thought.

I was not alone as well... I felt connected.

No longer indifferent. It felt peaceful, a different happy.

I got up and walked home.

Soon I was back to "normal"...