Rising to the Challenge.

Posted on December 17, 2007
Filed Under Creativity, Deep Thought |

I challenged you to challenge me, I said ‘Anything goes,’ not suspecting that I would be handed a doozy of a first subject.

What is the point of “living”?
Everything rots to a stink.
Love is a transient bloom, like bluebells, choking on the fumes of plenty. Every promise that we make our kids is proven to be lies by life.
So wouldn’t it be better if we all just died?
Yours
etc
Harrison Digby

Mr. Digby neglected to leave an address I can link to, so he has to go without the linky love.

My answer is after the jump…
What is the point of dying? (I’ve paraphrased your question, and interpreted its true meaning.) If you live every day as a slave to the desires of others then dying may be an escape, but it is by no means the only one. Do something out of the ordinary, it keeps life feeling fresh and new. There are more things to know than can ever be known, I challenge you to find some that you don’t know.

Everything may stink but at least you have the means and faculties to notice, and its a small step from noticing the pong to getting out the air freshener.

Love is not transient, it is never transient, if it is then it’s not love. Love is not something which you can look for or have as a goal. Its not an achievement to be ticked off the list of things that must be done in a lifetime. Love is an experience, an affliction and a chemical imbalance of the brain. Neither is love like a bluebell, your analogy is flawed. Pollution has no sway over love, just as love has no sway over pollution.

We promise too much, I agree, but the solution is not to make promises. The future is our children’s world and they should be allowed to  make of it what they want. If we make promises which cannot be kept then our guilt at not keeping them merely influences our children into making the promise to theirs that they will keep their promises. And so on, ad infinitum. We should concentrate on making the world as it is now a better place, leading our children by the example that we set. The past cannot be changed, the future is always in motion, and now is the only thing we have any control over.

You wish my death? Simply to make you feel better? You presume to dictate what I should do (die) so as to make the world a better place? I presume you want me to do this out of the kindness of my heart, I can surely expect no payment for the service that I render. If we all capitulate to your desire who would remain to admire the wondrous spectacles that make up the vast universe in which we live? Who would create art in appreciation of it? Who would sing the songs of our history. Humanity is worth more than you could ever imagine, each and every part of it. We are a tiny fraction of creation and yet we are able to contemplate it’s vastness. Nature would not be better off without us, it would be less.

A tad rambling, I know, but then I didn’t promise literary greatness or even comprehensibility. Make of that what you will Harrison, and I hope you feel happier soon.

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2 Responses to “Rising to the Challenge.”

  1. no imagechris (Who am I?) on December 17th, 2007 6:31 pm

    how can i reach you mandrilus sphinx?:)another mandrill from cyprus

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  2. no imagemandrill (Who am I?) on December 17th, 2007 7:05 pm

    you just did :)

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