My name is Dave. Though that's not my real name that is the name I've chosen for this site.
As for my personal life being miserable, I really can't complain. I do have a roof over my head, still have all of my limbs, and still have another day coming.
But even with all of thess things, life, even if you're happy or miserable, is still an endless process of misery.
We're born--where do we come from? We live--what is living? We die--where do we go? (Don't think I'm going to turn this into some sort of religious tangent.)
Since the first and third questions can't be answered with absolute certanty, the middle is the only question we can even begin to touch upon.
So, between the two gates of eternity, here we stand. With all of our pain, plesure, misery, joy, hate, love, repulsions and desires... Here we stand. And even though your life has been filled more with one or the other, you still live and exisence. A being of flesh, muscle, blood, and bone. Feeling your way around the world. Constantly being suffocated by the senses. Like a man imprisoned, alone and in darkness, in a fort, whose walls allowes us to feel, see, hear, taste, and smell the world. We are hopless against it. There is no escape. Not even in death. For, although death may bring a momentary escape from the common forms of life, it can't bring an absolute escape. To exist is to exist for ever. Our death, since there is no concept of time, will seem to pass without us noticing, and we find ourselfs back here, or there, again. There isn't a Nirvana, that fantastic dream of oblivion. We will exist again, forever crawling out of one hole and into another.
So, read these words and may you stay warm in the winter of your soul. | |
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