Life. What is it. What is it for. Are our lives consequential. Why are we here. What is hope. Why do we hope. Does it make us accept our fate with gratification. Or discontent. Or anger. Why do events occur the way they do. Why do we regret things that didn't happen. What is luck. What is good luck. What about bad luck. What's the difference. Does it matter. Do you actually believe life would've been any different if it mattered.
Are we really the supreme authority over our destinies. What choices do we have in shaping our destinies. Can we really create our destiny. Do we CREATE our destiny. Do we accept it. Have we truly any choice on when we rise and when we fall. Or a force larger than ourselves bid us our direction. Is anything certain. Life. Death. Do we live in a dreamworld, a coma, inside an amorphous maze, as a part of an illusory ordeal, trapped within a labyrinth of infinite boundaries. Why bother if life's going to make its own choices.
What is the role of divine providence in our lives. Why are suffering and evil so manifest in human experience. Is this place another world's hell. Do we live after we die. Don't we die before we die. What is consciousness. Are we indeed conscious. Unconscious. Do our struggles have meaning. What makes mankind tragic. Is it the fact that we are victims of nature, or that we are conscious of it (Conrad, eh). Is it evolution that has brought us our way. Or is it GOD who intervenes, keeping us safe.
Are we in a universe which is ruled by natural laws and, therefore, is stable, firm, absolute and knowable. Or is it an incomprehensible chaos, a realm of inexplicable miracles, an unpredictable, unknowable flux, which our mind is impotent to grasp.
Where are the answers.
Are we really the supreme authority over our destinies. What choices do we have in shaping our destinies. Can we really create our destiny. Do we CREATE our destiny. Do we accept it. Have we truly any choice on when we rise and when we fall. Or a force larger than ourselves bid us our direction. Is anything certain. Life. Death. Do we live in a dreamworld, a coma, inside an amorphous maze, as a part of an illusory ordeal, trapped within a labyrinth of infinite boundaries. Why bother if life's going to make its own choices.
What is the role of divine providence in our lives. Why are suffering and evil so manifest in human experience. Is this place another world's hell. Do we live after we die. Don't we die before we die. What is consciousness. Are we indeed conscious. Unconscious. Do our struggles have meaning. What makes mankind tragic. Is it the fact that we are victims of nature, or that we are conscious of it (Conrad, eh). Is it evolution that has brought us our way. Or is it GOD who intervenes, keeping us safe.
Are we in a universe which is ruled by natural laws and, therefore, is stable, firm, absolute and knowable. Or is it an incomprehensible chaos, a realm of inexplicable miracles, an unpredictable, unknowable flux, which our mind is impotent to grasp.
Where are the answers.
