Death is a surety.
Death always seemed like a great relief to me. Yes, I'm aware I'm weird, or are we humans more weird to avoid this subject with such taboo even when we know death is inevitable? Perhaps it's my cranky biological clock that is toying with my mind. Ever wondered how the first 15 days of Chinese New Year is just about to zoom past and the mundanity of work-life minus the festivity is the order of life once more? The thought of growing a year older and the second foot an inch closer to the grave was obviously not an appealing situation to be in because the temporary capsule that we call our body tends to creak and fails us even more with time. And I’ve always had the relationship with my body that whenever it fails on me it’s incredibly frustrating. My recent short-breathed climb up a hill was a total embarassment to myself. So lame the excuse for feeling down. That's the price to pay for vanity and total attachment to the beauty of my body. Thus, I admire people who have lost legs or are quadriplegic, yet who cope so wonderfully. I would find that excruciating. On the other hand, staying young forever would also be boring, like our hot humid weather. No seasons, all sunshine.
But it wasn’t suffering that made me feel this way. I’m not one of those who say that life is miserable, because it certainly isn’t. Life can be wonderful, people can be happy, there is love, and that type of thing. You don’t have to suffer if you don’t want to. You don't have to find excuses to dwell in anti-depressants or shifting blame of your mental anguish by mocking others as the only sources of healing or to staying sane. It's just a cowardly act of denying the art of living that is joyous life. Nor as a teacher, you shouldn't constantly bicker or ban every student who challenges your arrogant authority, that simply negates and fades your otherwise noble motivation. If you move fast enough on the right path, you can have sense pleasures out of your ears! But that just becomes constant input; people who live like that ultimately become zombied out. And anyway, the highs are so short-lived. So the main thing that gave me pause is, what is the purpose of life? Each of its phases is so temporal, and anyhow you wouldn’t want any of them lasting forever.
What's your purpose in life, seriously?
"Walk on a trail of loving kindness
Walk on a path of compassion
And all else around you will be beautiful."
Every Blessing
13 comments:
WOW...great post.
Although I know you can be serious,
but I really like this post ,
as a reflection of your serious side.
My dearest late grandpa died on the
13th day of CNY.
So, death is very real to me all the time.
Takes experiences like climbing a hill
to make us realize the realities and
confront some of our actual situations
and evaluate ,hence take the necessary
precautions.
I got to think about things like that all the
time as I am a wife and a mother.
I got to be responsible.
For me, I am living my purpose in life,
as I said, being a mother and wife,
I nurture,encourage, ensure my family
faith in GOD and give back to society when
ever we can.
Have you a great weekend.
hugs
shakira
Life is too short when you're having fun and life is too long when you're suffering.
my purpose in live is to... live life.
:)
why be bothered about so many things when you could actually bother on how not to be bothered.
i know i have.
and i definitely learnt how to let go and not to bother of things not to be bothered. ;)
i am useless. i omos went off in 2002 so any day is bonus time. my purpose in life...to survive as long as i can
posting about death on chap goh meh? how timely...hahaha
it's inspiring, great post indeed :)
life is of course joyful.we cant find excuses if we dint work for a happy n better life.but then we also cant lie ourselves to fake the happiness which wont always come near us. maybe smile will help?at least abit? hehe..honestly, that is a very hard thing for me to do.njoying life.
after all,my purpose of live is jz to have my happiness ;)
All the challenges I face in life giving me clarity in the purpose of my life. It's hard to verbalize it. I used to want to do many things but something always pulls me to the one direction that I now am trying to understand so I can accomplish it. Funny thing is, I'm not sure what that one thing is but I can feel it.
Die... last time, i am single... maybe i not scare of it.
when i have a family, i feel a bit scare! because when i leave this world... i worry how they can live better or worse.
so, first i keep some memory in my blog.
second, buy some insuran if anything happen i hope it can help.
Third, spend more time with them before .....
forth, any medicine after eat can live longer????
the purpose of my life? hahaaa i dun think i see any calling or so lor hahaaa... happy post-cny!
my temporary capsule was breached recently
Just like your blogname "Life is impermanent and death is certain." Quite like what William commented 'Life is too short when you're having fun and life is too long when you're suffering.' We need a balance and we have to go through life to experience the different taste of life then maybe the answer to its purpose would emerge, nicely unfold right under our nose. tQ
Quite like this which I stumbled onto a blog by Moonpointer ~ "What we need is not a change of time or year but a change of mind to change our lives".
Hit the jump..
Moonpointer
yeah, so what's my purpose of living?? do i live just to stay alive?? let me seriously think about this.. :p
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