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- n. The state of being purposeless.
from The Century Dictionary and Cyclopedia
- n. Lack of definite or practical purpose or aim.
- n. The state or quality of being purposeless, and therefore without design or final cause. See dysteleology.
from WordNet 3.0 Copyright 2006 by Princeton University. All rights reserved.
- n. the quality of lacking any definite purpose
Inspiration in a Cup & Fresh Moab Coffee! which fills me up to a large extent and quells any feeling of purposelessness, which is always good.
I demur, therefore, to the inference of "purposelessness" which I gather that Professor Haeckel draws from these organs.
The results of all this, as even a fool could have predicted, were ruined families and shattered lives, a sense of purposelessness and ennui, and to top it off, some rather embarrassing infections.
Ever since his passing nine years ago, I believe she has been feeling a bit lost and possibly a sense of purposelessness and some unhappiness.
Everything in the facility is so automated that they can't stop working despite the purposelessness of the tasks.
Yet there remains a vague purpose to his purposelessness, a low-simmering desire to recognize himself in his surroundings: "I wanted to find the line that connected me to my own part in these stories."
The last time a cohort of young people expressed comparable frustration at the emptiness of their lives and the dispiriting purposelessness of their world was in the 1920s: it is not by chance that historians speak of a “lost generation.”
Priming the economic pump by giving unemployed Americans jobs, and incidentally creating some of the 20th century's great works of art, literature and architecture, was a way to stimulate the economy from the bottom up, and simultaneously quell that great demon of purposelessness that is the root of so much social instability in any society.
It is about a loss of connection with precisely the natural world that we are so relentlessly destroying; it is about a gnawing sense of purposelessness and aloneness that arises directly from our divorce from nature.
It is just this purposelessness that makes art so compelling, and I suppose for some, infuriating or confusing.