The Quest for the Meaning of life.

Armando the Seer Studied and searched in hope of finding the meaning of life.
He devoted his life to this quest, meticulously studying every religion and philosophy
he could find.
He was convinced that he was psychic having the ability to predict future events and seeing them occur with great accuracy.
This was of course a short lived belief. One night Armando was busy walking, contemplating life while looking into the night sky for inspiration and he fell down into an open manhole. After a while of lying in sewage in the dark he realised just how precious all life really is and how much of it he had destroyed.
That moment Armando embarked on a new quest, he would live his life without killing so much as a single microbe.

The eventual realisation that his new quest was impossible did not occur until it was too late. He could not eat because it involved killing animals or even vegitation.
His body was constantly killing germs and microbes so he could simply live. Realising he was starving to death hence killing himself Armando fell into depression ran into the forest to pick some berries and was promptly eaten by a bear.

Armando sounds a bit like someone I know

I enjoyed your story Dmondeo.

David,

Are you down in the dumps? This story
is not your usual contribuion.

Great story. Don't know if Armando learned the meaning of life but he learned something about bears.

Native American's believed in the sacred cycle of life, recognizing that all life feeds on life, and one should always be grateful to the food one eats to live, as well as the food's source. We are all the same.

Quote :

I have killed the deer,
I have crushed the grasshopper
And the plants he feeds upon.
I have cut through the heart
Of trees growing old and straight.
I have taken fish from water
And birds from the sky.
In my life I have needed death
So that my life can be.
When I die I must give life
To what has nourished me.
The earth receives my body
And gives it to the plants
And to the caterpillars
To the birds
And to the coyotes
Each in its own turn so that
The circle of life is never broken.

Taos Pueblo Indian

Ann

That's great Ann.

David, good story. It reminds me of the book,"Creation" by Gore Vidal.

well they found over thirty new planets. If there is life on those planets, we might be able to find out from them.

I really like that, Ann. Keechie had her own version of the cycle of life that she called the "Big Wheel".

Keechie had just sung the Power Song to Brian that called the animals.

“How does it work, Keechie?” I asked her when I could speak again.

“Well, you see, hit seem dat evathang is juss part of evathang else. Rocks,
trees, sky, dirt, animals, and peoples. The song jus’ reminds all dose
thangs dat dey is a part a’ hit all, and dey’s got dey own job t’do. We
be pre-shatin’ hit, and we gots to let `em know dat too. Evathang gonna
come back aroun’ `ventual lak. Big ol’ wheel be a’turnin’. Sometime
you’s at de top, but den you gots to take yore turn at de bottom,
knowin’ dat de Wheel gonna brang ya right back up on top soon `nuff.”

Somehow
the wisdom of those words struck home to me as if I had heard them
before. She was talking about something more than the food chain, but
it was related. This was more of a spiritual thing than the physical
need for food.

The meaning of life will never be attained as an end result of looking. Life resides entirely and can be found only within the quest itself.


The Rinky Dink Wisdom of Harpe

I see what you mean.

We live.

We are animals. We have no special grace.

It is only when humans consider they are special and apart that they imagine they are in control.

Love,
Betty

Betty Fasig wrote:

We live.

We are animals. We have no special grace.

It is only when humans consider they are special and apart that they imagine they are in control.

Love,
Betty

Ann

builder wrote:

well they found over thirty new planets. If there is life on those planets, we might be able to find out from them.

Wouldn't it be great if one of those planets circled the orange, K2 type star, Alpha Centauri B and it was teeming with life?

... and we could send all our undesirables to live there -- the way we used to send them to Australia!

I have an Australian exchange student daughter. She says people in Australia are proud to be able to say they are the descendants of those undesirables.

Australia is a great place. Undesirables can have some good offspring and do great things.

Carol

There are people that are desired and then no longer desired. (Happens often with marriage) Where would you send them?

Just as one person's junk is someone else's treasure, perhaps the undesirable would be welcomed elsewhere.

I liked Don's and Betty's replies.