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Post by them1ghtyhumph on Jan 23, 2018 19:38:31 GMT
That schedule was mine for decades, with brief interludes of true love, deep sorrow, meaningful creative work, hideously miserable work, contentedness in nature... kind of like a long-running TV series, with multi-episode arcs. Now that I am retired, my goal is simple contentedness, the least amount of trouble, but that still remains elusive for a few reasons. Really? How does that prove god exists? And how does that make anything better? God has to exist because most people don't kill themselves. Life is terrible. The good moments of life barely make a dent in the bullshit. So why don't most people just kill themselves? The only reason most of us decide to keep living through the shit is because of a greater force compelling us to. Because of God we keep enduring and creating new life. Despite the fact that life is mostly terrible and our children will have to live through it. Many people don't try to kill themselves because if they don't get it right, they could REALLY be fucked. |
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