TVMASDL
Active Member
I wrote this about a year ago while I was really baked and thinking about things. Thought I might share it with you guys.
It's kind of mushy, but it gets a good point across I think.
[Also, it has nothing to do with religion, I just thought "Sympathy for the Devil" would be a good title.]
If understanding the point of why we are here is our ultimate goal, how can we possibly hope to understand this horrible, wonderful, painful, loving, incomprehensible life of ours if we've only sought out to acknowledge the higher path of it? How can we hope to understand something that we consciously refuse to look at in it's entirety?
How can we judge what we've never been?
How can we assume, when we don't even have a clue?
How can we say we're alive, if we refuse life in its entirety?
I believe that if we as human beings had no concept of evil, and knew only good throughout our entire lives, that good would lose its purpose to us. The things that are good are sought after because of our acknowledgment of the opposite end of the spectrum as being bad. Without the dark, there would be no catalyst for the light.
If there was no wrong, the things that are right would no longer have meaning to us.
If there was no hate, we could not comprehend the feeling of love.
If there was no pain, joy would not exist in our consciousness.
These things we have perceived as evil for so long aren't really evil, they're a necessary part of living. Because without them, we couldn't comprehend what was good. We would be leading an existence of no meaning, no value. The ups couldn't exist without the downs, and without either we're left with the latter.
An existence where nobody sees failure, but nobody attempts greatness.
An existence free of the blind rage of hatred, but where nobody could understand the purity of love.
An existence where nobody would die, but nobody would truly be alive.
I guess all I'm trying to say is, I think we need to attempt not to look at life like a staircase. With a top and a bottom, where only those who constantly strive to walk upward toward the good succeed, and those below them are failures in comparison.
I think we need to try and look at it more like a trampoline, where we have to sink down in order to jump back up, where mistakes are an essential part of living. And I look forward to when we can all grab the arms of those around us who have sunk down the farthest, whether we know them or not, and help them to stay upright. Because we're all on this damn trampoline together. And sometimes we all sink a little further down than usual, but if we manage to keep our balance, we'll jump back up higher than ever.
It's kind of mushy, but it gets a good point across I think.
[Also, it has nothing to do with religion, I just thought "Sympathy for the Devil" would be a good title.]
If understanding the point of why we are here is our ultimate goal, how can we possibly hope to understand this horrible, wonderful, painful, loving, incomprehensible life of ours if we've only sought out to acknowledge the higher path of it? How can we hope to understand something that we consciously refuse to look at in it's entirety?
How can we judge what we've never been?
How can we assume, when we don't even have a clue?
How can we say we're alive, if we refuse life in its entirety?
I believe that if we as human beings had no concept of evil, and knew only good throughout our entire lives, that good would lose its purpose to us. The things that are good are sought after because of our acknowledgment of the opposite end of the spectrum as being bad. Without the dark, there would be no catalyst for the light.
If there was no wrong, the things that are right would no longer have meaning to us.
If there was no hate, we could not comprehend the feeling of love.
If there was no pain, joy would not exist in our consciousness.
These things we have perceived as evil for so long aren't really evil, they're a necessary part of living. Because without them, we couldn't comprehend what was good. We would be leading an existence of no meaning, no value. The ups couldn't exist without the downs, and without either we're left with the latter.
An existence where nobody sees failure, but nobody attempts greatness.
An existence free of the blind rage of hatred, but where nobody could understand the purity of love.
An existence where nobody would die, but nobody would truly be alive.
I guess all I'm trying to say is, I think we need to attempt not to look at life like a staircase. With a top and a bottom, where only those who constantly strive to walk upward toward the good succeed, and those below them are failures in comparison.
I think we need to try and look at it more like a trampoline, where we have to sink down in order to jump back up, where mistakes are an essential part of living. And I look forward to when we can all grab the arms of those around us who have sunk down the farthest, whether we know them or not, and help them to stay upright. Because we're all on this damn trampoline together. And sometimes we all sink a little further down than usual, but if we manage to keep our balance, we'll jump back up higher than ever.
