My Life Is Temporary
Sometimes I wonder what all of the fuss is about in regards to "life". So many people (me included) WORRY about useless stuff! Things such as making more money, having more gadgets, being skinny, being beautiful, being intelligent, being a better parent or spouse, etc, etc. But in the end, we're all going to die. Our grandparents, parents, partners, children and friends are not going to exist some day. I will not exist some day. Every little thought, feeling or experience will vanish and be gone. All of the "issues" in my life which were such a struggle will not matter. So what is the point? If I'm only here temporarily, why do I care about anything? What keeps me going day after day? That dangling carrot which promises to fulfill me with peace and contentment? It almost all seems pointless knowing that some day I will be DEAD.
posted by happinesslieswithin @ 3:18 PM
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What is the point? I have asked that question so many times I sound like broken record. Yet the record player keeps going.
The only concrete answer I can come up with it, that is does matter to me, to you, to anyone living and maybe even to those not living for those who believe we exist after death. Even to those who take their lives it matters enough to take their life.
Why should it matter? I have no idea as to "why" it should matter. The fact is when things go wrong or when they go right, it does matter to me that they do or do not go the way I expect them to. So the mattering is there whether we find a why, a point or not. Maybe that is what the matter in the universe is about.
Some times I think life just some sadistic creator’s idea of entertainment. If so he/she must be really entertained. LOL
It is not all bad and not always a struggle. If we are really present in the moment and accept it as it is, it is OK, even when its not. Most of the time I just don’t want to have to do anything, to be present, to make it that way. My 2 year old self thinks the universe should make me happy and I shouldn’t have to do anything to get there. Most of the time that little brat gets his way.
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