Saturday, March 8, 2008
I Break This Peace
Maybe truth is too broad, perspective would be a better word. Just the truth of our situation. I don't know why it works, but when our place in this world can be distilled - and all our lives shrunk down and given perspective, it makes it so much more bearable.
All that is now
All that is gone
All that's to come
And everything under the sun is in tune
But the sun is eclipsed by the moon.
The end of Eclipse on the dark side of the moon album by Pink Floyd. Full lyrics in that link.
5 For the living know that they will die;
But the dead know nothing,
And they have no more reward,
For the memory of them is forgotten.
6 Also their love, their hatred, and their envy have now perished;
Nevermore will they have a share
In anything done under the sun.
Ecclesiastes 9:5-8
You are a little soul carrying about a corpse, as Epictetus used to say.
It is no evil for things to undergo change, and no good for things to come into being as a consequence of change.
Time is like a river made up of the events which happen, and a violent stream; for as soon as a thing has been seen, it is carried away, and another comes in its place, and this will be carried away too.
Meditations by Marcus Aurelius.
There is only a kind of comfort in this. This isn't a friend telling you, "It's going to be okay." It's a funeral saying, "You're going to die." It's Indian ruins saying, "What seems so large and so important will be gone one day." It's a worn gravestone saying, "A life can be forgotten." And then you yourself realize that you'll be forgotten, and one day your grave will be worn down so it's unreadable. The United States will dissolve. And all these relationships and companies and wars and pain will blow away.
for dust you are and to dust you will return
For some reason, there's comfort in this.
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