Aim In Life

Do we need having an aim in life?
Majority feels we must have one.
A life without an aim is considered to be a life without any proper direction to it.
But then, why do we need a direction in our life?
You say, a life without any direction to it is a life gone astray. It simply wastes itself.
I ask what is the guarantee that a life with direction will NOT waste itself?
You argue that an aim acts like an anchor that does not let it go astray and waste itself.
But how are you so sure that going astray amounts to wasting only?
You say it wastes time.

I ask you utility of time.
You say it leads to the aim if properly utilized.
I question the validity of your very aim.
We are back to the same square one again!
Then the question arises, who has decided what the direction is to be!
You say everyone decides it for her/his own self differently, individually.
I get confused.
Are you really giving this much freedom to an individual that he is free to choose any damn aim in her/his life whatsoever he desires to?
You go cautious now. You do no want to see another Hitler on earth again!
You come up with a set of conditions that describe what an aim should be like.
But I may not like those conditions.
You brand me a rebel and force me to conform to those conditions.
I have five options now.

First, I conform and do what you say, and have a traditional purpose in my life.
I turn a conformist then.

Second, I do not oppose you but do not agree with you too. I declare a traditional purpose in my life but do not honestly act on it in order to achieve the same. Even my stealthy actions, at times, may go against my purpose, in the hiding; whether knowingly or unawares of me.
I turn a wo/man without a spine, with a mind that has double standards inside.
Majority falls under this category.

Third, I revolt against your set of conditions and choose my direction in their violation.
You rebuke me for that and I react against you, and we both are at daggers drawn!
Criminals, geniuses, scientists, artists, and mentally disturbed persons fall under this category.

Fourth, I turn a revolutionary and publicize my new set of conditions. People side with me and I turn either the new mainstream or an entirely new side-stream offering a whole new pattern of targets in life.
Social, political and religious leaders fall under this category.

Fifth, I turn a visionary and question the entire gamut of there being a need for having a predefined blueprint at all, raising basic questions concerning the validity of the way humans live their life in an uncreative way.

You cannot categorize such persons. They are indefinable. They simply refuse to be fitted in any preconceived notion.

I do not know which option I am going to choose, but I must question the basic dynamics of living life with a direction in it.
What happens when our eyes are there at the target?
Target is only there in the mind and not in the sight!
They simply miss what is there in their vicinity.
They serve mind more than they serve the brain.
Mind deals with illusions.
Brain deals with facts.

Purpose makes us centered in the future in the dreams of it.
Reality gets badly neglected.
We turn a blind eye to the present.
The direction that the purpose equips us with becomes our limitation.
We are no more left free to wander into the domains of our curiosity.
Without curiosity there is no creativity.
Without creativity there is no quality.
The quality of life suffers miserably.

This is what following-aims-blindly does to our life!
But then, is wandering not the waste of time?
Let it be!

That is what the investment into creativity is!
New directions will only be sought when old ones are said goodbye to!
The only precaution to be taken is that the NEW does not become our limitation too.
Only a life without a blueprint can search for new vistas in the domain of human experience on earth.

Moreover no aim is its own discipline in itself.
The energy of creativity imbibes it with that!
It is the joy of creativity that the curiosity generates into it, and which turns into the energy of action that the person with no aim works with!
S/he never gets tired.

But, alas, the person with a target in life keeps waiting for the weekend in order to fill her/his morose life with some thrill that her/his life is so miserably missing in it.
And s/he rushes toward Thank God It Is Friday!
But no-aim never waits for a Sunday.

It is everyday a Sunday for it, and a very creative Sunday for that matter!
This is what the discipline of no discipline is!