[Written around 2004.]
Life is our one grand chance to contribute this world. This is our one chance to bring peace to our existences and to that of others. This is our one chance to find out the truth, and to manifest it. This is our one chance to find enlightenment and to shine at our brightest. This is our one chance to find out what it really means to live.
So many waste this chance. They disappear down the alleyways of death years before their bodies lose their heat. They cloud their minds along the same lines they were taught as children, and they recreate their ancient and forgotten traumas with all whom they come into contact. They break the psychic spines of their children, just as their own were broken.
But as long as they still breathe, and anyone still breathes, there remains hope. It is never too late to get honest. It is never to late to change your course. There is no crime too great for honest repentance, no buried trauma too great for full healing. Murderers can find heaven here on earth, and come to know and love their souls. Rapists can discover their deepest psychic truth and discover what in their history led them – that is, compelled them – to do such inhuman deeds.
We all will die. We all will leave this earth. The greatest question, however, and the one that most strongly beckons us to heal, is what shall we leave as our legacy?
Fuck all the people that do bad things. You’ll always find organisms within organisms doing bad things. It’s survival. Misinterpreted. We are all human. All in the same boat. We weren’t created for something better. We weren’t created. We are a biproduct of evolution. But it went so far that we question everything. There has never been reason for life and there never will be. If you die it’s blank. If you live and succeed in things that have always meant something to you, you will die and become blank. Not blank as in imagining yourself in a white room. Blank as in you won’t know you used to exist. The end. Nothing more.
We were never meant to be anything. There is nothing to mean it. An organism developed over thousands of years to get you here. But still, you have no purpose or special meaning. You don’t matter. Nothing matters. The universe is going to continue in an endless loop. We are all just too scared to miss out on things that don’t matter. Just because of evolution, we developed into beings that think and revel. We want to learn and explore.
If you are willing to accept a life without meaning. A life where you have no say, influence or anything that matters. Then I applaud you. And I do (sincerily) hope you find and contain happiness while you are stuck here. I wish every person could justify to themselves why they are here, but more importantly, why they want to be here. I’m happy for all those people.
Because i dont have it. I hate every second. And i know it doesnt matter if i hate it because it will end. The sad thing is that I keep myself here just because it means something to other people. Something which is nothing.
Hoping some one will relate…
Nice reply and I agree with you that there’s no real meaning to our lives. It is quite obvious once you’ve accepted evolution.
But evolution made us into things that think and feel, and in these things we might find some reason to live. Surely, if you are content with yourself then you would rather keep living than die.
Now you say that you hate life, and that it doesn’t matter that you hate it. Well, it certainly doesn’t matter in the grand scheme of things. But the sole fact that you’re writing about it means that it does matter to you. And of course it does matter to you because humans have evolved to care about their life, to want to live, to want to experience life, to seek things that make them feel good.
All I wanted to say is that when you have good things in your life, you will want to live, and if you have bad things, you won’t. And that’s fair. It’s just that in certain cases, when your life is bad you can try to understand why it’s bad and try to turn it in a better direction. Of course, few people will succeed in this, and for no fault of theirs (after all, how can we talk about fault when there clearly is no such thing as ‘free will’).
And to be honest, I might one day decide to end my life, if I fail to find a way to enjoy it and be at peace with myself. Because there really is no point in torturing yourself – you don’t get points for surviving each additional year. But I just feel that maybe, just maybe, I will find what makes me feel so bad about myself and I will be able to address this issue.
I can relate, except for meaning something to someone else. I have literally NO one. It’s been this way for years. I suffered through so much to meet “my twin flame,” as she said, and had a couple months where I thought everything suddenly made sense. Then I had to leave France because of immigration law, we drifted apart, and a year later, as I was prepared to move back, she told me she didn’t want to see me again. All her words about being in love, waiting all her life for me, everything leading up to that moment, and being able to forget the awful past because now we had the rest of our lives to share… I mean… lies… and that was all I had found meaning in. That was it. Knowing now that the one thing I had found ANY meaning in was a lie… I have been through a tortuous past several months since then, and don’t know why I should keep suffering. There is no point to life. No reason to keep doing this that I can see. I don’t know why I even share these feelings with others, because people just tell me death is not a solution. Tell me how it’s not! It ends the suffering. That’s the point is that there is no point to this. Terminally ill people in daily pain are compassionately allowed to leave their misery, yet someone looks at a person suffering psychologically every day in even more painful ways, with no hope of recovery, and what?
Lily, you said it rite.
Except what is the point of life if we are all going to die anyway?
good question….. i guess it’s to grow, heal, evolve, and be useful to others…….. that’s my take on life….. all the best, daniel
I have to have faith to face tomorrow
Hi luis sorry to hear about the trauma you I’m know expert about why life is so messed up. I have been through dental trauma and being in pain ever since I stepped into a dental office to fix my over bite that everyone kept teasing me about but was not warned of the dangers of dental work. It was a night for me after getting them off. I got real depressed and dentists kept blamimg me for everything. I never had a cavity before getting them on. My life became a big joke I cry and ask why wtf is this happening to me and others who want to live normal lives and be away from toxic people I have realised it’s not our fault thats why I just keep on living. I guess we are to expose the corruption of the world and see what plays out. But at least I’m no violent person I speak my mind and love peace. At least you are alive. I’m not giving up on life yet neither should you we are still here so lets change things.
So where do we go to learn how to find out our truth and manifest it? How do we learn what you’re talking about?
Because when you judge people that “waste” their lives—as you call it—you judge people that would gladly live better if they knew how. They’re doing the best they know how. But that’s obviously not good enough for Grand & High Mighty You!
I’m doing the best I can, but it probably isn’t “manifesting my truth” because I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about.
i’m not sure i’m as critical as you make me out to be. at least i hope not. also, i’ve written a fair amount about self-therapy on my website — to assist people in “finding out about truth and manifesting it.”
I just dont get it am 17 & i have got shot last december 3 times twice in my face and once in my back all because i didnt have more than 6$ , i dont understand life why live if we gonna die anyway ? We live and aint anything free ? Lifes really a handful for no reason ? I really want to know what comes after your mind goes Black !