Is it that we are stuck here living life because we survived birth and there’s nothing we can do about it? If I have to do something about it, I cannot enter the womb again and wink out of existence.
Or the other option: Could I kill my human animal?
Well, maybe when it’s old and it can’t take care of me and I stop looking forward to or even dread the next day and can’t see anything ever changing for the better and there’s the pain and the drugs to lessen the pain. But we all perk up when there’s a great news story to suffer through.
Is having a roof and food and clothing and a useful way to spend my time enough?
Is adventure always available?
What is the only tomorrow that I’ll not experience? Is it I’ll never experience the first tomorrow because tomorrow never comes, or is it the tomorrow after I die?
Is it that I’m a text and the universe is my context, or is it that I am a context for the rest of the universe or both? And I take up no actual space!
What is a thinking machine’s thinking?
Does the thinking not exist until it’s finally recorded somehow?
Is it that we don’t exist until we are recorded somewhere?
Is it yes and no?
Can one relax when dodging viewpoints?
What is it like being undocumented?
Is going to church worth it just for the social interaction. On top of that isn’t there hope and faith and trust to help make an afterlife more real to the believer?
Is survival so part of our nature that the appeal of an afterlife is almost irresistible? Is this why an afterlife or a coming back to live another life here on earth is a part of all the major religions except Buddhism?
Buddhists accept that they are already living the only life they will ever know and they share this view with atheists, agnostics, humanists, and others who don’t claim any faith but are simply non-religious.
If beliefs are either true or not, what are the odds of any particular belief being true when it involves totally accepting something as fact that cannot be said to be factual? Are the odds at most 50%?
Do the odds actually depend on how magical the belief is? Is it that if I have believed something for most of my life, will it not seem preposterous even if it is?
Is the universe ablaze with life? If the conditions allow it, does life pop up, does life automatically start on a path to existence and then dies or survives on the way, and when it survives, does life eventually use DNA-like patterns and structures to do its greatest work? What would working on a masterpiece painting for three billion years feel like? Would the feel be the same every day?
Life survives or it dies, end of story? What are the odds that humans will never die out? One in _________ .
Is it that only a savage and intelligent animal as we might think about the cosmos and its age and how it and we came to be? Aren’t we lucky to be alive in this most exciting era of progress and so unlucky to have so much unnecessary suffering.
I just read (in NEWSWEEK’s December 17, 2012, issue) of a woman named Wahaba who was married off young to a monster husband who left her indoors with their kids (ages 4,6&8) and every night the husband went out and got drunk and would come home and call her a “whore, beat her senseless, and tie her to a tree in their dusty yard, leaving her there all night. Often she had to rely on the kindness of her neighbors, who would cut her ropes when they found her there in the morning.” It’s hard to believe the rest of the story. She was convicted of murder. And all she did was to tie him to the tree while he was drunk to show him how it felt and then during the night he collapsed because of his stupor and hanged himself.
Read the article to find out more details and the awful reason why she decided to “give him a taste of his own medicine.”