In light of the recent passing of Steve Jobs, I found myself in reflection mode about who I am and what it meant to belong to the bigger picture. Jobs taught us not to squander our lives away. He was the road less taken. He was the epitome of rags to riches. He was a global icon in transforming a brand of thought. He created Apple — The idea. The culture. The united. Apple was his religion and he was the pope. His guidelines were simple. Stay Hungry. Think Different. Live Life.
In the grand scheme of things, we all die…so what does it matter? But what if it does? We are all individual entities inspired by the very many facets of life in different ways..in different orders. Sequences and series formulate a timeline that intertwine the dots of our lives with those of others. The existential crisis that feeds in our very soul yearns to find the reason for “I”, when instead, it delivers us to the greater “we”. Jobs realized that the curiosity of a child spurns from a naivety of the narcissism and egotism that exists in the social constructs of the world. An individual cog exists for reason that it fits into the network of every other cog connected by a web of neural pointers and social randomization within a macro cosmic system. We play no different role than that of a eukaryote in the greater macrocosm of our body except that reason allows for us to question the very existence of our being.
So where does that leave us? Well, nowhere that we haven’t been before. Except that it extends an olive branch of belonging. Jobs understood that emotion and reason are what separates us from the eukaryotic and prokaryotic cogs of our bodies. We perceive differently. We love. We hate. We fear. We accept the inevitable fate that we are pre-destined to die. But what if we are asking the wrong questions? Pascal’s wager brings us the paradoxical punnet square of believing or not believing in God, but what if the choices aren’t so simple. Jobs realized that there’s more to us than life and death. We all know this. We can live life to its fullest, and by doing so, we live up to the highest potential possessed by our own physical and spiritual being. We are the ones who confine ourselves in fear…sloth…greed…instead of what makes us live our lives each day as if we were trying to be the best version of ourselves.
Jobs realization was that for people to be the best version of themselves, they need to love what they do. Love who they are. Love who’s around them. Inspire themselves by inspiring others. And only then would they truly fit into the greater macrocosmic web of “we”. Whether deterministic or stochastic, we still leave each day of our lives up to chance, which means that we can still do whatever it is that wakes us up in the morning.
Steve Jobs woke up every morning and knew he was happy. That he was who he was. He was going to think differently. And he was going to keep on doing the things that he loved to do until the day that he died. That was his place in the world. That was how he fit. And all of us should thank him for it…