Life is a song – sing it. Life is a game – play it. Life is a challenge – meet it. Life is a dream – realize it. Life is a sacrifice – offer it. Life is love – enjoy it. ~Sai Baba of Shirdi (1838-1918)
Cute! It’s a modern rendition of words said long ago in the ancient Book of Ecclesiastes:
Everything Is Meaningless
1:1 The words of the Teacher, son of David, king in Jerusalem:
1:2 ?Meaningless! Meaningless!?
says the Teacher.
?Utterly meaningless!
Everything is meaningless.?
1:3 What do people gain from all their labors
at which they toil under the sun?
2:11 Yet when I surveyed all that my hands had done and what I had toiled to achieve, everything was meaningless, a chasing after the wind; nothing was gained under the sun.
— But, at least the ancient book doesn’t leave us in the pit, but gives life dignity and meaning in its last chapter!
Have a Merry Christmas Warren!
Yeah, well, w/e …I offer this from a 13th century Sufi mystic…Insha’Allah
It’s lucky to hear the flutes for dancing coming down the road.
The ground is glowing.
The table is set in the yard.
We will drink all this wine tonight because it’s Spring. It is.
It’s a growing sea. We’re clouds over the sea,
or flecks of matter in the ocean when the ocean seems lit from within.
I know I’m drunk when I start this ocean talk.
Would you like to see the moon split in half with one throw?
Life is a song – sing it. Life is a game – play it. Life is a challenge – meet it. Life is a dream – realize it. Life is a sacrifice – offer it. Life is love – enjoy it. ~Sai Baba of Shirdi (1838-1918)
Cute! It’s a modern rendition of words said long ago in the ancient Book of Ecclesiastes:
Everything Is Meaningless
1:1 The words of the Teacher, son of David, king in Jerusalem:
1:2 ?Meaningless! Meaningless!?
says the Teacher.
?Utterly meaningless!
Everything is meaningless.?
1:3 What do people gain from all their labors
at which they toil under the sun?
2:11 Yet when I surveyed all that my hands had done and what I had toiled to achieve, everything was meaningless, a chasing after the wind; nothing was gained under the sun.
— But, at least the ancient book doesn’t leave us in the pit, but gives life dignity and meaning in its last chapter!
Have a Merry Christmas Warren!
Yeah, well, w/e …I offer this from a 13th century Sufi mystic…Insha’Allah
It’s lucky to hear the flutes for dancing coming down the road.
The ground is glowing.
The table is set in the yard.
We will drink all this wine tonight because it’s Spring. It is.
It’s a growing sea. We’re clouds over the sea,
or flecks of matter in the ocean when the ocean seems lit from within.
I know I’m drunk when I start this ocean talk.
Would you like to see the moon split in half with one throw?
– Jelalduddin Rumi
Stop with the negative vibes, Moriarty!
…I’m 25 and starting to realize that this cartoon may be bang on. Shit.
We don’t play NEARLY enough and when we figure that out….it’s too late.
I’m already past the brief happiness stage…