This is all there is and there’s nothing else to it.
Sometimes explicitly. sometimes subtle, all there is to life is this. This being what your sense can pick up.
There was a conversation about the after life and one of the queries that was raised was what happens about justice if this is all there is? What happens about those who have committed great atrocities without ever seeming to get their just reward? What about those who have lived in a way that dehumanised others in a bid to raise their own sense of achievement or superiority? If this is all there is, what happens to that?
Another issue raised was about those who faced horrific deaths at young ages. Never able to ever come close to being able to live a responsible life. What happens with those? Is that all there is for them? Is that something we should just accept and that what happens with you is just one of those things?
Is that fair? Yet if we buy into the thinking, the answer is that fair is irrelevant, because that’s all there is to it and you just have to live with it. Then after living with it, you die. That’s it. Don’t make it emotional or bring in things to do with morals or sentiments of that nature. Just get on with making the most of what you have, because when you’re gone that’s it and that’s all there is to it.
That’s certainly one approach to those issues. That approach has certain consequences that wouldn’t be too endearing to the end of enjoying what there is of life.
Is it worth considering alternatives?
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For His Name’s Sake
Shalom
C. L. J. Dryden
