Hi Gryph, Hi Morgan...
I've asked that question more then once.. Why, oh why does this life seem to be so damn parasitic? Why must one thing die so another may live? Why do critters eat our bodies all day long?? Even the 'gods' (little 'g') need us to praise them so they can feed upon our devotional energy .. What does 'God' need with praise? Isn't an omnipresent being fully capable of feeding itself?? If, as the gnostics say, the god of this Universe is a false god then why hasn't the real one shut him down or rescued the trapped souls??.. Each question drags up a thousand more...
Life is not meaningful inherently. Itís just plain and blank. But guess what? Maybe thatís the best part about it......
We are all born with a blank mind and while growing up, we keep absorbing many thoughts and ideas. Each of us has journey's that could be easy or filled with violence and sadness. Thatís how we become who and what we are. We are a compilation of all of our thoughts and ideas. Therefore, how your life is going to be, will totally depend on how you perceive it and how you deal with it... How mine will be will probably come out different based upon my life's trauma's and tribulations .. ..
The only point that I can come up with to justify this prison planet is freewill... If you don't have freedom of choice (to kill, maim, love, help or hurt) then you can not progress as a soul to leave this place.. If you don't learn to USE your freewill (and use it with love) you get to do it all over again..
Life is not what you make it, life is what makes you....
: So, then won't don't you understand about hell?
: Other than we are living in it and choose to do so.
: Flying off the wheel is often a wise choice.
: so is suicide. Forget the orthodoxy, the universe considers it
: rational given the circumstances extant on this sphere.
: So, then, what does the rational mind think of this situation?
: It fucking shuts down, doesn't think at all.
: TOO MUCH INPUT.
: Therefore you must consult the irrational mind. But, if one is
: right and one isn't but you have to talk to both and their
: both right and wrong...You need heavy, heavy, drugs because
: you are not rational because you do not conform to the
: When Buddha looked inside himself and considered the layers
: upon layers of thought and time he could take considering
: this same question he laughed.
: Detox doesn't clear up shit. It just throws it on the
: windshield while you're driving on the highway of life.
: yeah, though I walk in the shadows of the valley of death and
: see evil, for my past has known me to those who do evil and
: my sight is not yet gone, it is not a lord who gives me
: strength, but my knowing that I am the meanest son of a
: bitch in the valley.
: So for your karma or whatever else it may not mean shit that
: you are the very fucking meanist shit asshole or the
: coolest fucking lamb if you heart ain't syncing with your
: soul it gets freaky.
: It really fucking sucks. You're aching all over and thinking a
: thousand different ways to do different things and you get
: so tired you feel like you're gonna pass out then you
: stumble, swear it was a minute and half an hour passes by.
: It's just life. when the trembling and shaking like you can't
: move stops...Just get up again. and again. and again.
: Fucking Groundhog day....that eventually makes you better.
: OK! I'm reading 'The Tibeten Book of Living and Dying'. On one
: hand, they say life is a precious gift, on the other hand
: they say it is something to be escaped. Lots of mystics say
: the same paradoxical thing.
: So what is it? Make up your bloody minds! And I am here myself
: for the umpteenth time that probably measures in the
: hundreds, at least. And I've finally detoxed and say no
: more? What took me so long to want to fly off the wheel of
: Gods, are we stupid or what?
: I've also asked others if this is their last life or if
: they're comin' back. They say this is it. They're planning
: on moving on. Yet they are breeders. I dunno, but that
: sounds kind of hypocritical. You're movin' on, but you've
: left sprog to suffer this mortal coil.
: At least I got spayed, though more for my own sake;
: considering how much I hate 18 year jail sentences. Or is
: that 18 year and 9 month jail sentences for the schlongless
: Anything to remember all I've forgotten, preferably YESTERDAY!