It almost allures you in with sense of finality and meaning or a definitive lack of it therein; and once in, you realize it to be the quicksand the ancient mystics warned you of. Yet, even within their supposed attempts to dissuade you from self discovery, they seem to create a subconscious want to submerge yourself head first into the pool of questioning everything.
The premier question being WHY.
Why what you may ask, the answer being “Why anything”
What is the point of everything and therefore, what is the point of anything.
I do realize my own shortcomings in describing something that even great people have failed to fully capture in words, yet through the limitations in my capacity to loquaciously describe this which I’ve been going through, know that it does not belittle or limit the intensity of how much I think I feel it.
Why did I use “I think” instead of the more acceptable “I know”? Because I know nothing.
I don’t believe in everlasting bonds of relationships or supernatural powers. I don’t know what happens when I die but I know I will. Statistically and empirically, I can suggest, nothing happens when I die. 4 million years is enough for there to have been at least ONE testable, widely accepted ‘truth’ about what happens when we die. Instead, it boils down to just uneducated guessing, and I mean uneducated in every sense of the word, for only a very very insignificant section of the scientific population even accept the theory of an after-life, let alone the theory of a soul.
Why is it them imperative to have this conversation at all?
Well let us look at it this way. Children have all sorts of problems. From homework to not enough television time; from play ground fights to not getting their desired toys; from being unable to talk to cute members of the opposite sex to not having the money and freedom they think they deserve.
These are exactly the problems we have as adults, albeit upgraded versions of these.
People who never push through this level are your average general populace. They eventually succumb to a “mid-life crisis” and push through it with material or emotional replacements for their supposed problems. Their mid-life crisis becomes a persistent phenomenon and they live building false ideas of entitlement and sometimes is replaced by shallow egos. Affairs are had, expensive things bought, temper tantrums thrown and sometimes anguish projected onto other innocent people.
The Percentage of the general population that breaks through the first layer are people that reach the second level of problems. The problems brought by spiritualism or religion or even by the absence of it. This is where people question the existence of a creator, a lot of people that reach here lean towards believing in a supernatural creator and therefore eventually get trapped here forever and exist in limbo between here and the first layer, believing in a mix problems caused by the first and second layer.
The last kind push through, resolve their out problems and are fairly well settled with the idea of a lack of a creator and therefore battle with the biggest problem of all. The self.
What to do with yourself in a world that was born of random probability and chance.
This is the toughest and biggest battle. Once you’ve reached here, you either fall into a deep depression or reach heights of happiness not even known to be attainable before. From here, you can never fall back into the first category, although if you’ve rushed your way here, you can slip back into the second.
Now, the Why.
Would you live your life as a child? Is that because you are really only scared to grow up? What if really this IS the only life you’ll ever lead. What do you have to lose then? Would you not want to let go of the petty squabbles of problems you have now?
The choice is simple really. To grow up, or not to.
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