Saturday, March 14, 2009

Without meaning


Life is without meaning. Yes, that's true. It is in the book of Ecclesiastes in the Holy Bible. We are born. We grow. We learn. We work. We spend. We work again so that we can earn again. There are series of activities we do in a lifetime, a time for everything. Some have achieved lots of accomplishments while others die young. Life is full of uncertainties. In the end, we die. All will be worthless. So, what's the use of all of this? It's meaningless.

Isn't that funny? We work for nothing in the end. It's also very sad. It's crazy. This is the same feeling I felt when I watched the Korean film "The Classic". The story of their love was not given the chance to happen. They did not end up being together. It's painful. But given the chance that they end up being together, it will still be useless because in the end, the man died of sickness. What's the use if in the end you're going to die?

You'll not even be able to bring all your riches when you die. In the end, when we become equal in death. Death is terrible but meaningful because it will be the end of everything. So, life is meaningless and death is meaningful. I can't believe it! What an irony! So, it is useless to live and useful to die. I better die. But I don't want to die because no one wants to die.

The point is everything is useless. Even what I'm writing is meaningless. But the moment you read it, it will be meaningful. That's the use why I write because somebody will have to read it. So what is meaningless can be meaningful. Kinda hard? No it's easy.

It's just like this. We live for others, not for ourselves. When die for ourselves, it becomes meaningful. Just like Jesus, He died for us, for our sins. It gave a great meaning. It will be meaningless if you can't avail it.


 


 


 


 

I miss Sylvia



You might wonder who Sylvia is. Sylvia was with me since December 2003. We had been together for almost 5 years. We had a very good relationship until I finally decided to let her go. I have no other complaints other than the minor defects. Many don't know that I was with her but she was with me most of the time not only in good times but even in my lonesome time. She was there when my heart was broken. She heard many conversations but she was very silent. She might manifest what had happened but I believe she kept it only to herself. She accompanied me in most of my activities and I was thankful that she became a part of my life. I have learned a lot of things with her and through her. She's not pretty. But I saw her beauty beyond my eyes. In my mind she is.

But time tells me to say goodbye. I know she was hurt because she did not allow to be photographed when I last saw her. For whatever reasons, my camera didn't work when I wanted to had a picture with her before I let her go.

As I reminisce, all I could say is that she is important to me. Yeah, it is true that you will only know the value of a thing when it's gone. Sylvia was my silver car. Goodbye Sylvia! Make good to your new master.