Life and Suffering
Posted: Thu Jun 27, 2013 1:53 pm
I'm think that I'm ready to die, and everything I do is just to kill time until my end. I can relate to losing interest in everything. Am I depressed? No, I don't think I am. Am I suicidal? I don't think so. Things just seem to offer mild amusement to me these days. I admit, I'm not very driven to pursue my dreams or ambitions these days. In some ways I think I'm broken down by the world and reality. Broken down to the point where I can't try to change the world for what I think is better.
On and off in my life I wore a mask to fit into this world. Sometimes we forget who we are and our dreams when wearing those masks. Sometimes there is no room in our society for certain ambitions, and we are expected to fit into certain niches and roles. So we give up on changing the world or having an impact on the future. Some of us put it on the back burner of our head and can often lose our minds trying so hard to help change the world to what we believe is better.
I hate to say it, but we are not all born equally. Some of us are smarter, more gifted, or just brought up with more resources than others. Some of us have to work harder and longer to achieve things, if we can at all. Some of us lose ambition and drive in the journey of life because we get mentally and/or physically tired. Some of us are not born with the mental capacity to easily understand our thoughts and how to express them. So it takes more time for us to convey and learn from our thoughts. We should not give up on them I believe, but sometimes if can feel as if I am going insane. Insane in a world where I feel I know the truth and point of life, yet I must live the journey to the end.
I don't believe in hell or punishment for being who we are in life. There are so many factors in life that mold and shape our actions and who we are. I find it hard to believe that there is a god out there who would punish us for being what we are. I believe in ultimate forgiveness. I don't believe in worship. I don't believe an omni-potent and all good deity requires or demands our fear and love.
People tend to expect rewards for being good and/or following the rules. Such as people who expect their drives, desires, and needs to be met in an afterlife. Me? All I want is nothing.
I believe that as long as we exist, we suffer and/or cause suffering to others indirectly and directly. If we love one person or are in a relationship with somebody, we often deprive another of that person's love and time. If we eat, we need to destroy or kill other life forms in order to do so. While one or more person succeeds, others fail.
What is heaven? In my ways heaven is a place with no drive, desire or need for the many things, such as hunger and lust. Maybe my version of heaven is oblivion or nothing less. Not existing is one way to achieve my version of heaven. Maybe god doesn’t exist for a reason. Maybe god doesn’t exist to be an example, the ultimate sacrifice to achieve a state of selflessness and emptiness. Perhaps one can find comfort in death this way, thinking that we sacrifice our afterlife so that we are not bound by desires and the like.
Maybe heaven is a state of existence where we can still exist without causing suffering and pain. We some how transcend desires, drives, and needs. I just hope one does not suffer from boredom in that state of existence.
I believe that if there is truly a god, then god is beyond mortal representations. I pray for death in hope that the reality and truths will be revealed to me, even if that reality is nothing. Perhaps some things are beyond a mortal's mental and physical faculties. A nut seems almost impossible to break until you are given a nut cracker eh, or some tool? Then again there are exceptions, like the people who invent the tool. But are some tools to much for us to comprehend?
I got this riddle from a book called "Demon". "Can god create an object so heavy that he, her, or what can't lift it and still be omni-potent?"
Contradictions and such exist in our mortal languages because our representations are flawed and mortal? We are unable to correctly represent some things. In some ways, we represent things on how they behave instead of what they truly are. We define things without truly knowing what they are or how they work. This applies to some things. My father taught me this, but I still cannot fully understand what he meant. I think I'm done rambling for the moment.
On and off in my life I wore a mask to fit into this world. Sometimes we forget who we are and our dreams when wearing those masks. Sometimes there is no room in our society for certain ambitions, and we are expected to fit into certain niches and roles. So we give up on changing the world or having an impact on the future. Some of us put it on the back burner of our head and can often lose our minds trying so hard to help change the world to what we believe is better.
I hate to say it, but we are not all born equally. Some of us are smarter, more gifted, or just brought up with more resources than others. Some of us have to work harder and longer to achieve things, if we can at all. Some of us lose ambition and drive in the journey of life because we get mentally and/or physically tired. Some of us are not born with the mental capacity to easily understand our thoughts and how to express them. So it takes more time for us to convey and learn from our thoughts. We should not give up on them I believe, but sometimes if can feel as if I am going insane. Insane in a world where I feel I know the truth and point of life, yet I must live the journey to the end.
I don't believe in hell or punishment for being who we are in life. There are so many factors in life that mold and shape our actions and who we are. I find it hard to believe that there is a god out there who would punish us for being what we are. I believe in ultimate forgiveness. I don't believe in worship. I don't believe an omni-potent and all good deity requires or demands our fear and love.
People tend to expect rewards for being good and/or following the rules. Such as people who expect their drives, desires, and needs to be met in an afterlife. Me? All I want is nothing.
I believe that as long as we exist, we suffer and/or cause suffering to others indirectly and directly. If we love one person or are in a relationship with somebody, we often deprive another of that person's love and time. If we eat, we need to destroy or kill other life forms in order to do so. While one or more person succeeds, others fail.
What is heaven? In my ways heaven is a place with no drive, desire or need for the many things, such as hunger and lust. Maybe my version of heaven is oblivion or nothing less. Not existing is one way to achieve my version of heaven. Maybe god doesn’t exist for a reason. Maybe god doesn’t exist to be an example, the ultimate sacrifice to achieve a state of selflessness and emptiness. Perhaps one can find comfort in death this way, thinking that we sacrifice our afterlife so that we are not bound by desires and the like.
Maybe heaven is a state of existence where we can still exist without causing suffering and pain. We some how transcend desires, drives, and needs. I just hope one does not suffer from boredom in that state of existence.
I believe that if there is truly a god, then god is beyond mortal representations. I pray for death in hope that the reality and truths will be revealed to me, even if that reality is nothing. Perhaps some things are beyond a mortal's mental and physical faculties. A nut seems almost impossible to break until you are given a nut cracker eh, or some tool? Then again there are exceptions, like the people who invent the tool. But are some tools to much for us to comprehend?
I got this riddle from a book called "Demon". "Can god create an object so heavy that he, her, or what can't lift it and still be omni-potent?"
Contradictions and such exist in our mortal languages because our representations are flawed and mortal? We are unable to correctly represent some things. In some ways, we represent things on how they behave instead of what they truly are. We define things without truly knowing what they are or how they work. This applies to some things. My father taught me this, but I still cannot fully understand what he meant. I think I'm done rambling for the moment.