o deep thought

i figured out the ultimate question:

what defines a "perfect" life? what makes a life perfect? is it the peace of mind that one obtains? or is it the ups and downs and all that other shit in between that is a part of life? if it is the peace of mind, then why do we get bored after we achieve it, and thus, seek for the ripples that bring back the ups and the downs? if it is the ups and downs and all that shit in between, then why do we seek a peace of mind?

does this not make life contradictive?

and don't say 42. the answer to this one is definitely not forty-two.