We live, we die
Recently my living has been interrupted with the BiG questions. Why are we here? We live, we toil, we die..and why!? To teach our children to do the same? We all struggle with achieving our goals, striving to get somewhere, anywhere, in life. We can never be satisfied with our lot on earth, as mammals, instinctual animals, because we just have to know WHY. We need reason. What other creature on earth asks Why?
No lion wonders why she eats a gazelle. Sharks don't contemplate what kind of future their grandchildren will have or whether they're living up to their potential. We can send the brilliant dolphin down to retrieve a buried treasure and he simply uses his God given gifts and does what he is made to do, there is no questioning of purpose. What are we made to do? Even the brightest of the animals, those we sometimes compare ourselves to, live their lives for the shear value in that alone. Nothing bigger. There is nothing more complex to our existence.
The act of experiencing the world with all your capacities for the shear value of the experience is what we're here for!.... . This is all fleeting. Time will roll over everything there is, what we know now will never be again. The need to explore and seek knowledge is what makes us human, maybe that is what truly sets us apart. We are always hungry for more, at some point this hunger can become encompassing, leaving our more basic function by the wayside, the function of taking in life as it is.
I have come to these conclusions after a quiet weekend with nature. This culture can be isolating, purposefully separating our being from the very earth we owe our existence to. To wake by the suns call and live all day by its watch is powerful. It was enlightening to witness the plants, creatures, elements and people, living day to day, experiencing the rhythms of this universe for the sole purpose of being alive!
There is no need to ask why. We simply ARE. We exist. Not for purpose and not to fit the plot of a greater scheme. We just happen to be here, in conscious form, for a short while. Like every other thing, we will be recycled, our energy will move on, our physical being will return to earth and rise again as life elsewhere. While we are here, it is our job to LIVE. > This means to see new places, feel new sensations, smell every flower that catches our eye, listen to the song of every bird crossing our path and in general BE a part of what is here...Our purpose is to be alive. No more.
No lion wonders why she eats a gazelle. Sharks don't contemplate what kind of future their grandchildren will have or whether they're living up to their potential. We can send the brilliant dolphin down to retrieve a buried treasure and he simply uses his God given gifts and does what he is made to do, there is no questioning of purpose. What are we made to do? Even the brightest of the animals, those we sometimes compare ourselves to, live their lives for the shear value in that alone. Nothing bigger. There is nothing more complex to our existence.
The act of experiencing the world with all your capacities for the shear value of the experience is what we're here for!.... . This is all fleeting. Time will roll over everything there is, what we know now will never be again. The need to explore and seek knowledge is what makes us human, maybe that is what truly sets us apart. We are always hungry for more, at some point this hunger can become encompassing, leaving our more basic function by the wayside, the function of taking in life as it is.
I have come to these conclusions after a quiet weekend with nature. This culture can be isolating, purposefully separating our being from the very earth we owe our existence to. To wake by the suns call and live all day by its watch is powerful. It was enlightening to witness the plants, creatures, elements and people, living day to day, experiencing the rhythms of this universe for the sole purpose of being alive!
There is no need to ask why. We simply ARE. We exist. Not for purpose and not to fit the plot of a greater scheme. We just happen to be here, in conscious form, for a short while. Like every other thing, we will be recycled, our energy will move on, our physical being will return to earth and rise again as life elsewhere. While we are here, it is our job to LIVE. > This means to see new places, feel new sensations, smell every flower that catches our eye, listen to the song of every bird crossing our path and in general BE a part of what is here...Our purpose is to be alive. No more.
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