As dreams are made on, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep…"
- William Shakespeare, "The Tempest"
"A man that is born falls into a dream like a man who falls into the sea."
Are we - and all living beings - just "survival machines, blindly programmed to preserve the selfish molecules known as genes," as Richard Dawkins states? Are we incapable of knowing beyond the frames imposed to us by nature? Is there any significance for life in a Universe of billions of stars that ignore us? Is there any significance for life in an Universe whose dimensions and nature overcome our understanding?
Love gives meaning to our lives – as do friendship, or art, or faith in God. These are factors of true happiness, of inner peace, of feelings of harmony, allowing meaning to our existence. But there is the other side. There is the cruelty of life, the pain, the evil, not to talk of death. They are the hidden tigers, ambushed and ready to attack the imprudent, to use an image present in the Buddhist Scriptures.
It is between these pendulums- the positive, the one that gives happiness and meaning, and the negative- that our lives are lived. And when we meditate about all that, we arrive at a diverse and disagreeing set of thoughts about the meaning and purpose of life."
"The unexamined life is not worth living." - Socrates
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