Do we have the right to end our own lives?
Is ending life a good way for those living in pain? Perhaps for this, most people will agree. The problem, then, is this limit. What is the standard of pain? Human suffering is so much more than physical, when you think about people who are confused about family, society, morals, spirituality, aren't they painful enough? Those who are struggling at the bottom, those who are like corpses at the top, are they not suffering? Our standards are the foundation of morality, but now it is morality to be questioned!
What does morality bring to human beings? Faced with such a question, we thought we could respond arrogantly.
I may be an agnostic, a skeptic, a mystic, but isn't this definition - this infinite definition of truth in terms of human finitude - the greatest self-deprecation! All we can do is deceive ourselves and say it's right, that's it, accept it.
The recent situation in Libya has expanded the dirty face of the world for people to see. We are wearing moral masks, shouting slogans, moving toward the truth, goodness and beauty, but we are holding on to stubborn things in our hands!
What is morality? It's just an agreement we made ourselves! ! ! Don't think that's the truth, that's what it should be. Without morality, our prospects may be confused, but our hearts may be stable.
The shame of the fanatics is because they have moral escorts, they merge into a boiling river, a river that flows against it!
So what's left? Belief.
Those religions are deceitful, but perhaps the best way to escape is to plunge into this deception. Because you are ignorant!
Compared with death, perhaps what people fear most is life.
Living life, living life!
Life is dark humor, very heavy, but I have to laugh on purpose. Ego and self-deprecation are the whole show.
I once faced life and got the following experience:
"Tear the temperature apart, let the night slowly seep into every inch of your skin, torture your heart with this infinite fear, and swallow all the sounds arrogantly without leaving any echoes. Everything is shrinking or disappearing, and in the end there is only one point left, connecting the infinite point inside and outside, like a gatekeeper on the spiritual path, condensing all oppositions into this structure. The direction is eliminated here, or there is only one It has been a long time since suffocation, and maybe the boundaries are blurred into one piece. If there is still interweaving, then only the past and future are intertwined here. At this time, it is heavy and cannot be moved, but it is so ethereal that it is suspended in this In a pure vacuum. Vision is a great insult, thinking that you can see yourself. The only way to get it is to understand, but in the face of such grandeur, there is only deep powerlessness. In the end, I have to bury myself in it and wait for disillusionment."
Self-deprecating, still going on...
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