LIFE IS HUMOR
Have you ever lived for someone else or something?
Why were we born in this world being absurd, imperfect, and not so much interesting?
I think like this.
Life would be a system that releases suffering and sadness kept in mind by knowing the meaning of living a life through experiences of helping somebody or serving someone even if unable to reach wisdom.
And then, we actually feel our own existence for the first time and it leads us to reach small light in this absurd and imperfect world, I guess.
Our previous existence and the next world are said to be uncertain.
I am not sure whether such world is true.
However, when thinking about the start of our lives that is always
unequal, I can't help being conscious of it.
However, pessimistic thinking opens the key to the door of a nightmare.
Therefore, I stopped up the keyhole with paper clay.
The next day, the key was changed for a new one.
The humor lies next to seriousness.
LIFE IS HUMOR
君は、自分以外の誰か、あるいは何かの為に生きてみたことがあるだろうか
不条理で不完全で、それほど面白くもないこの世界に、どうして僕らは生まれて来たのだろう
僕はこう思う
人生とは、英知に到達出来なくとも、人に尽くすことや、人の役に立つことによって生きる意味を知り、苦しみや悲しみを解放する仕組みになっているんじゃないかと
そうして初めて自分の存在をリアルに感じ、不条理で不完全なこの世界の中で小さな光にたどり着けるのだろう
前世や来世といわれる不確かな世界
それらが真実かどうかは判らない
けれども不平等そのもので誕生する僕らの生の始まりを考える時、それを意識せざるを得ないんだ
とは言え、悲観は悪夢の扉の鍵を開ける
だから僕は紙粘土で鍵穴を塞いだ
翌日、錠前は新しいものに変わっていた
ユーモアはいつもシリアスの隣で眠る
(c) by K.Matthew .2004
