As we each plough our ways through life, continually hoping for out individual best—it never evades me the false sense of uniqueness we continue to bear around. Life is beautifully ugly, and unpredictable; luckily, we all have only one chance at it.
I have come to be living my life in like manner: I have only one chance to live today, this moment, this minute, this second, after which…it’s all gone.
"When beauty is abstracted
Then ugliness has been implied;
When good is abstracted
Then evil has been implied." (The Dao, 2)
Today, the most valuable lesson I have learnt in life came to my mind: be nice to those by the ladder on your way up, you never know where they will be, if, you are on your way down. One day, I hope I can perfectly internalize that and perhaps pass it on to those around me. Though today, I might be living comfortably, I’m reflecting and acting on reaching out, in my minute way, to those who might not be able to. Simply, one day, I could be that person, somewhere living miserably.
"Nature is not kind;
It treats all things impartially.
The Sage is not kind,
And treats all people impartially." (The Dao, 5)
My friend sent me in deep reflection once when he asked: "Who are we? Are we really body and soul or just a collection of ideas" I was quick to refer to Hume’s ‘A Treatise of Human Nature’, as Hume argued, we are just a bunch of reflections and memories, which, I think makes sense. Some are religious today because they care for what happens to their soul when they die, I often ask, does it matter? What happens to your soul is the same exact thing that happens to it before you where born, both existence of which you had and won’t have recollections of.
"Well established hierarchies are not easily uprooted;
Closely held beliefs are not easily released;
So ritual enthralls generation after generation.
Harmony does not care for harmony, and so is naturally attained;
But ritual is intent upon harmony, and so can not attain it.
Harmony neither acts nor reasons;
Love acts, but without reason;
Justice acts to serve reason;
But ritual acts to enforce reason." (The Dao, 38)
Everyone has their beliefs (spiritual or not) that gets them through the journey of life. All must be respected, in a perfect world. As imperfect as this world is many are willing to die for their superior beliefs. Isn’t life too short to defend a God or gods that are themselves defenseless—if they are as powerful as their proponent seem to claims, I doubt they would need help from we, mere mortals with days so short we can barely live it to its fullest.
"Too much color blinds the eye,
Too much music deafens the ear,
Too much taste dulls the palate,
Too much play maddens the mind,
Too much desire tears the heart." (The Dao, 12a)