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Life of a Man
Like a stream, ever-flowing is the
life of a man. Yet it seems that it is the nature of a man who lives, to say
that the day he was born was the beginning of it all, and that the day he dies
will be the end of it all. Awake are few of those living men, thus waiting for
a call, living in a thrall, building and destroying, awaiting the end of it all,
are most of us. In ideas we find beauty and in knowledge we find wisdom. From
this wisdom comes words, words of righteousness and such is the life of a man.
But while the man does what he can to fill the world with his light there lies
beneath every sliver of beauty, wisdom, and light something equally great and
equally right. For with beauty there comes ugliness, and from wisdom springs
foolishness, and finally from righteousness there arises wrong.
So while the life of a man leads
him down this path, he struggles and suffers with his values never intact.
Though he tries to remain vigilant on the path of right he knows that at some
point he will forsake the light. Then when he feels darkness and darkness and
wrong he feels strangely satisfied though he knows not why. Soon he realizes
darkness is much the same as light so what was he living for? What is wrong,
what is right? Does it matter? Can it be that death is really the same as life?
Well, what if I told that man that
like a stream, ever-flowing is the life of a man? That all the world and all
the things he might perceive are in this stream. What if I told him not to heed
what he sees nor believe what he hears? That all he knows to be true is all in
his mind? What if I then told him that his fate is construed with others and
that bound to the world is his pitiful life? Take the middle road my son and
trust not in those things said to be good and bad and examine instead what causes
happy and the root of sad. For if he wishes to find bliss, then happiness he’ll
sorely miss and if he wishes to avoid ignorance then all will hold him in
abhorrence. Cease to believe what you believe to be and begin to accept what it
is that you see.
-Kevin Hu
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