Sunset on the lake.
Music of Cohen „So Long, Marianne”.
It inspires to reflection.
Why do we think we will live forever? That our life is just one of the many lessons of life? That there is a reincarnation or any other different shitcarnation? That there is heaven or hell? That information, or a soul lives forever?
This may not be the case at all. This is one big unknown. This is the most beautiful thing. We don’t know that. It is hidden from us.
And it is not faith in eternal life that gives us hope. And not faith in deserved heaven. And not that we will get what we want and not deserve. The unknown that gives us hope in anything that can happen and what we come up with or even what we haven’t had time to come up with. Maybe we are the navel of the world, maybe just a byproduct of evolution. It doesn’t seem to matter for this sunset. The very thought that this may be the only sunset and that it may never repeat gives meaning and the will to live. Beauty is unique. It cannot be mass-produced.
Let’s love the sun, it goes down so fast. The only one that creates beauty on a massive scale with its own descent from this world to millions of people. Let us love the water that this descent accepts. Because when the sun goes down, also we too can cease to live. And this thought makes sense of this very moment and this place. Not to millions anymore, but me. And not everywhere but here. And not always, but now comes the happiness, this love. The unknown is really extraordinary. The unknown is beautiful. I would make a monument to the unknown and pay tribute to its, so that he would always be here and never leave me. The unknown is my present god to which I will pray and glorify its overwhelming power to make happiness and hope for every creature on this Earth.
So, long unknown, live happily ever after …
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