DOUGLAS MODIG.SE

WHAT IS LIFE?

I often find myself wondering if life is such a great idea. You are obliged and expected to regard it as a gift. That is a lousy argument unless you have loving people or pets depending on you or vice versa, who never will deceive you, abandon you and who will reciprocate the love.. 

Life is nothing but the opposite of non-life and we do not know what that means. Death only has a known impact on the living. The relation is cut short. Or, maybe not...What impact death has on the dead we know nothing about maybe is what has occupied the Homo sapiens throughout history and still does.

To compare a genuine ennui and disqualify your lack of enthusiasm with devastated, marginalized, fatally ill and war- or victims of violence and abuse is insulting to all parts.

The absurdity of the Jihadism, the destruction of Saudi Ancient Muslim Sacred sites such as the graves of the Prophet´s mother and father, as well as the grave of the nephew, the holy man of the Shia tradition, Huseyn, among so many others, are despicable and I never believed I would live to see such madness rule and spreading like a prairie fire.

From my horizon I look back and see that love is the only thing that matters and you are bound to loose it one way or another. Your are often being told that you are here to learn and the more the mistakes the more you learn accompanied by the continuous flow of obstacles and set backs you are expected to heroically combat and so on and on with exhausting and insulting challenges which seem to serve....what ? 

How ennobling  is sufferance? Isn´t it rather the opposite? Bringing forward the worst in us, with very few exceptions, in all thinkable ways? What is so enchanting with living a life of a constant mistrust or anxious anticipation of what life has in store for you and fear of what will happen next ?

I know it may be a blasphemy or a crime against some universal order to wonder why we all have to make the grand tour of being an earthling only to know we will be wiped out and die. I am not grieving for the ego but for the loved ones who made my life meaningful and who I have lost. Was I supposed to learn anything ? Except that all is but unreliable, arbitrary and absurd ?

Historically man has pondered on this, since nobody is spared and life a long chain of losses. ”If we didn´t have a God we had to invent Him” (Nietzsche).

Well, since I am believer (not religious; religions are social constructions to control people with a highly secular agenda and hardly in sync with the original spiritual ideas and leaders) I would like to understand.

Nell’ora del dolor perchè, perchè, Signor, ah, perchè me ne rimuneri così?

(Tosca; Vissi d´arte)

Just a thought

Douglas