There is no objective in this life. There are no winners or losers. You do not win by dying with the most money, or collecting the most honors and awards, or even having your name transcribed in the history books.
Even now as I write this, my recollection is mangled. By residual hangover, post travel depression or perpetual high? I am unsure.
While cosmologists look at outer space with massive instruments and difficult calculations using mathematics, Buddhists look at inner space with mindfulness and concentration.
They are the most unwanted group in the world.
“So at this late date, I have decided to join them by giving my body to be burned. With love in my heart not only for them but also of the perpetrators of such horror … ”
There is a point when you look backwards and realize that the “you” from a year ago is a totally different person than the “you” that you see in the mirror. Nothing seemed to change, but everything somehow did.
In the final analysis it’s impractical and impossible to live one’s life without inflicting suffering upon another living being to some extent.
In Western culture we love to hate or point out all the weird things about Christianity, Richard Dawkins, Christopher Hitchens and Bill Maher have made life-long careers pointing out the contradictions and absurdities of Christianity.
But it’s more than just that. It’s the consistent thoughts of failure.
Without God, a partner, five-year plan, or any plan, there’s little in life to consider save one’s premature mortality.