One of the better reads these days being The Book of Chuang Tzu on which today i learned that Confucius is the Latinization of Kung Fu Tzu which in essence means Kung Fu Master (whaaaaat).
So, in the same lighthearted note, i will be updating this post, with the things i find along the way.
- “… Does this mean Heaven originally created us for the sake of the mosquitoes, gnats, tigers, and wolves ?” – No, but in nature, everything eats. We just have lost the reverie and respect for nature’s offering.
- In a certain book, there’s a certain logical reasoning about a certain family of a mother and her seven sons, that died for their beliefs. Although we can never know for sure, because we were not there, we don’t have any reasons to doubt the validity of this story. The reasoning put forward here is that reason goes beyond emotion and feelings and they did “The right thing”. i’d like to offer another perspective: have you seen times when families of ducks follow if one of them gets lost in danger? Like if there’s this small waterfall and one of them falls, they would all sit around the edge and then willfully fall down too and get reunited? … Or die? You see this might be one of the reasons why if one is in a situation where someone has hurt their family in an irreparable way, and they are a witness to this, and if there is nothing they can do about it, then following in the footsteps of their sibling is the only reasonable way to go. How could one live without their family, knowing they backed off when others moved forward? i believe it’s something more than reasoning here and logical thinking, but the belief that the only way through is forward. Even if that means death. The only people who fear death are the ones who don’t respect it. We might fear the process of a violent death, which obviously is not desirable, but to fear a part of life is silly beyond means.