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Almost everybody, modern or ancient, philosopher or beggar, all has, at one point or another of his/her life, pondered the meaning of life. This question is almost as classical as Hamlet’s “To be or not to be….”….
It suddenly dawned on me one sunny Saturday morning that life is nothing but an accident!
Look, there are several billion lives on this planet. Why me, instead of another person like those billions? Why here, instead of another continent? Why now, instead of the era of Renaissance or World War II? Why a male, instead of a female?
I even thought in such a funny way…
What if, on that particular night, neither of my parents was not in the mood? Or my mother just happened to have a headache?
I could list a score of possibilities that would have made my existence a non-existence!
So I slowly strolled(not jumped) to this sad conclusion: Life is but an accident!
Yes, life is but a process of mere existence. Human being is probably the only animal on earth that has glorified the meaning of life. But like the other species on this earth, we are experiencing the same process: birth, growing up, aging, and death.
From a historical and biological prospective, life is not as meaningful as we perceive. We just happen to be born, to be living now, and heading for a world of nothingness.
It suddenly dawned on me one sunny Saturday morning that life is nothing but an accident!
Look, there are several billion lives on this planet. Why me, instead of another person like those billions? Why here, instead of another continent? Why now, instead of the era of Renaissance or World War II? Why a male, instead of a female?
I even thought in such a funny way…
What if, on that particular night, neither of my parents was not in the mood? Or my mother just happened to have a headache?
I could list a score of possibilities that would have made my existence a non-existence!
So I slowly strolled(not jumped) to this sad conclusion: Life is but an accident!
Yes, life is but a process of mere existence. Human being is probably the only animal on earth that has glorified the meaning of life. But like the other species on this earth, we are experiencing the same process: birth, growing up, aging, and death.
From a historical and biological prospective, life is not as meaningful as we perceive. We just happen to be born, to be living now, and heading for a world of nothingness.
我們這一輩人多半是沒有希望了,但再過1千年吧..哈哈.
其實我們大可不必去回答諸如“生命是什麽”這樣的問題。佛經中有一幅很幽默的名聯：“試問世上人，有幾個知飯是米煮？請看坐中佛，不過認得用自心來。”大自然把人放在宇宙這個生命大會場裏，讓他不僅觀察這全部的宇宙壯觀，而且還激烈地參加其中的競賽。於是我們一同來到這個世界，於是我們攜起手來一起去看世界。讓我們一起去尋找黑暗中的光明，去尋找彩虹的盡頭，去追逐痛苦中的歡樂，去品嚐平瘠中的豐收，去捍衛屈辱中的榮譽！
陀思妥亞夫斯基曾說過，“人類不停地向地球上的一切突進，卻忽視為達到目的而經曆的連綿不斷的過程。”
因此，我們不必問“我們從哪裏來”，也不必知道“我們要到哪裏去”。從起點走向終點的過程中，隻要我們能夠從一切事物中體驗出不平凡的、純潔的、優美的、和諧的那一部分，就意味著我們已經獲勝。
“不要問我們從哪裏來，我的故鄉在遠方。”我們都是流浪者。“相逢何必曾相識，相知何必曾相逢。”或許我們的初識便是我們的重逢，我們的重逢便是我們的初識，千古又千古，該流轉的在流轉，不能流轉的還在那裏，那就是橄欖樹的根。
杯中的酒已幹，蓮花也在火光中凋零，無意中，窗外的風景也成了一片空白。
帶上一盞新燭，站在我的橄欖樹下，隔著蒼穹的時空，輕輕地對你說“來生有約”。
"What if, on that particular night, neither of my parents was not in the mood? Or my mother just happened to have a headache?
I could list a score of possibilities that would have made my existence a non-existence!"
可母親沒頭痛啊, 父母那天情緒都很好啊, 是不? 從您同樣的那段話裏, 恰恰也可以做出生命不是偶然的結論.
我是感覺, 生命不是意外. 我信神造了我. “我使你在母腹中成形以先，就認識你；你還未出母胎，我已把你分別為聖，立你作列國的先知。”
(舊約聖經 耶利米書 1:5)