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How Then Shall We Live?

 

When our desire for control confronts chance, how then shall we live?

When the question of if we are who were are, who we were, or who we will be plagues us, how then are we living, how then did we live, how then shall we live?

When it seems that the forces of determinism demolish any potentiality for the notion of free will, how then shall we ask, how then shall we live?

When it seems that bad things happen to good people but our limited experience as temporal beings limited to knowledge of relative perception make it possibly impossible to make objective judgement of the nature of events we witness, how then shall we live?

When one of the only things that we are certain of is that there exists somewhere between zero and infinite realities, how then shall we live?

When our inability to be certain of whether our perceptions are identical of those around us and it becomes clear that we can never be certain that those we know feel things such as love for us in a way we find inherently meaningful, how then shall we live?

When we feel more alive in our dreams than our waking hours, how then shall we live?

When we are unable to distinguish the merely pleasant from the truly good, how then shall we live?

When we are able to find enjoyment but not in a way that we find meaningful, how then shall we live?

When our pursuit of answers leaves us with more questions than before, how then shall we live?

When the absurdity of a world with greater potential for connection has led to greater isolation and loneliness, how then shall we live?

When the question of how of time is best spent leads us to a perpetual state of inaction as we ponder it, how then shall we live?

When it seems to be a fact that truth is an opinion, how then shall we live?

When we experience deja vu every moment, how then shall we live?

When the limitations of language make us unable to express our thoughts which we can only attempt to formulate with language, how then shall we live?

When our sense of justice is confused to the point that we are certain that the right thing to do is not what is just, how then shall we live?

When the lines between thinking, feeling, and knowing become blurred to the point that we never knew if the lines existed to begin with, how then shall we live?

When we realize the thought of “What if we have never had a single unique thought?” has been thought countless times by countless individuals, how then shall we live?

How then shall we live when our innate desire to find patterns in nature confronts the true meaninglessness of a random universe?

When the pursuit of perfection is our greatest flaw, how then shall we live?

When we are lost so we check the map, but the map is lost as well, how then shall we live?

When we are served burnt sushi, how then shall we live?

When fish are red and fish are blue, how then shall we live?

We all live in the desert, but most of us tell ourselves that it is a beach, even though none of us have seen the ocean.

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