I… a lack of an absolute value or absolute goal, means that any type of goal can be made, any direction taken. That seemed to be blatantly obvious to me, even when I was quite young, that there was no universal monism.
I think that my mom has nothing to look forward to other than her religious ideas. She believes in the eventual resurrection of the dead, in a loving creator god of justice, and an unstoppably near perfection aswel as peace heading towards the whole world.
Without her hope she may have committed suicide, even though she is not particularily suicidal, I think she would have done so anyways. When people start to believe that the universe has a sort of justice behind it all, and that the future has something good in store for them, that life wont end, they start to have more hope in everything. Life does not seem as futile, and then they feel inspired to make changes in their life. I’ve seen many christians whom set a firm faith and then changed their life. They would stop smoking, stop drinking, clean up their act, be allot more happy, responsible, and whatever else.
I find this to be indescribably sad…!
On a more inter-galactic scale, human forms have a history of tragedy, and they’re fairly low on the food-chain aswel as having an intrinsic need for a higher author. They can only possably live on a sort of faith in nature or in something else like it, barely getting by.
At first I was mad, mad at the sickness that made such a weakness, aswel as anger at the sick.
It’s pretty frustrating to meet a species that literally can’t improve itself on some fundamental level.
It’s so annoying to die that slowly.
Every human joy, it’s like… a heavenly chior at church hundreds of years ago, and then one cannot help but remember the boy’s balls were cut off somehow in relation to the song. It’s not beautiful to me, or impressive. I mean, on the surface, a being that small and that poor would probably find little strange things as amazing. It’s like a chimp would find pac-man to be quite a complicated videogame to master. But from any higher place, it’s still pittiful, simple, frail, futile, temporary, really…
Talking about this doesn’t do anything. People have already said everything there is to say, and their words didn’t change the real situation of what they are, under it all. I probably normally would never talk about it, either. The real situation of the whole process, is fairly ineffable.
You’d probably affirm it to get by, affirm the whole mess and appreciate it, whilst earlier affirming and appreciating faith and heaven. Either way, it’s probably the same psychological process, of living by means of little human reasons and feelings.
