heretostay said:Alive42 said:I read Seat of the Soul also, but it's been a few years ago - I need to refresh.
Do you ever wonder why we strive for relief - most days I can let the questions go that have no answer, but there are days I wonder "WHY THE HELL I AM HERE". It seems like a waste to rattle around doing all these mundane things (even climbing mnt everest) waiting to die - I hope you can understand what I am trying to stay. I am not suicidel. This just seems odd to be a being put here with no directions - isthere a god/creator or are we the TV to soemthing bigger with a wierd sense of humor. I don't know - I am babbling again, but sometimes these bigger questions drive me
Oh yes i know exactly what you mean. I used to think about this ALL the time. it drove me nuts. And then one day i realized i was miserable and that it didnt matter. what matter was that i wasnt going to kill myself and i didnt want to be miserable. so i stopped thinking about things that made me miserable and started applying myself to things that helped.
The catch is the cosmic irony of my effort. I read the best quote about the cosmic irony of life, though. it was in my film appreciation book:
"Irony pictures every situation as possessing two equal sides, or truths, that cancel each other out or at least work against each other, the overall effect of ironic expression is to show the ridiculous complexity and uncertainty of human experience. Life is seen as a continuous series of paradoxes and contradictions, characterized by ambiguities and discrepancies, and no truth is ever absolute. Such irony implies that life is a game in which the players are aware of the impossibility of winning and the absurdity of the game even while they continue to play. Although irony usually has a humorous effect, the humor of cosmic irony bites deep. it can bring a laugh but not of the usual kind. it will be not a belly laugh but a sudden outward gasp of air, almost a cough, that catches in the throat between the heart and mind. we laugh perhaps because it hurts too much to cry."I love the part where the author describes life as an absurd game. that's exactly what i feel like. I mean really, who would want a game that had a zillion rules, a zillion pieces, but didnt clarify which rules were the 'right' ones, had no defined path, and the end of the game was you DYING. No reward, no million bucks. you suffer, work your ass off, maybe have some joy sprinkled here and there, and maybe, just maybe when you start to get it, you die. who would want to play??? but we do play. how absurd. the catch is, you only have two choices, play the game or die. and if you decide to play you dont want to be miserable so you have to try. its ludicrous.
Oh my god - I think you hit the nail on the head - I love it - why not play the game or die - and if you play the game hard and die in the process oh well - or maybe you win - who knows.