"Nothing Means Anything"

The above is a quote that I read in a book just a few hours ago and it said that those were the last words of film producer Louis B. Mayer. I looked it up (the same place that the link will take you) and it stated that his last words were "Nothing matters." I was trying to find the originator of the quote, if it was in fact not Mayer, but couldn't find any promising leads.

Now at first glance this phrase seems like something that a seriously depressed man would say. I'm sure you're wondering why I have such a high interest in it. I have been a bit depressed lately, but that's not the reason for my curiosity. Maybe I'm reading into it a little, but I don't perceive it as a comment on the futility of life. In the grand scheme of things we, as individuals, don't really matter and over time will be forgotten. Yes, that's an obvious way to see it, but maybe there's more.

I wanted to see who really said it to see if the words may have been taking out of context. Maybe Mayer had a moment of clarity on his deathbed and just before he began chasing the white light realized something. What if he just misspoke and meant to say, "Nothing can mean anything"? Perhaps he saw or was able to succinctly describe the ability of imagination in humans?

Think about. Our thoughts must all start at an absolute zero point. There is nothing going on in our minds and then the moment our brain is switched on, we are flooded with thoughts and sensations of the world around us. Each individual experiences those things a different way creating different thought processes leading to the possibility of anything. We all, essentially, come from the same place - a female womb - and then we branch out from there with the potential to accomplish anything we set our minds and imagination to.

1 comment:

Esti said...

It's certain that this two word combination was not a concept initiated by Mr. Mayer. Many have said that "nothing matters" with a slight elaboration but then again, Mayer could have just been moved by the Time Magazine article written in April 2, 1951 with the same title. The world will never know.