Rhyme or Reason

Is it possible things happen for a reason, or are events and circumstances just tossed about randomly like pinballs, striking us with no particular purpose or reason? I fly back and forth between both ideologies so rapidly, I am in danger of whiplash.

Is it simply comforting to us to believe things have a purpose, a reason, even if we can’t identify it? Even if we see no reason at all?

I don’t want to be placated or soothed like an infant. If there is no “why”, I want to know that…to know that life’s joys and pains truly mean nothing, bring no lesson, carry no depth or meaning into my heart.

Or maybe it only means something when you make it mean something. That is beyond placation or empty, comforting white noise; it is survival, living, scratching and clawing to do more than just exist and take up space. Maybe making your own reason for suffering is the true divisor between the weak masses and the ones who will eventually make it.

*”Hand of Fate” photo courtesy of Sabin Corneliu Buraga*

About TheSmirkingCat

I am endlessly trying to make sense of a world that has completely and unapologetically lost its mind.
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7 Responses to Rhyme or Reason

  1. furiousBall says:

    i think the onus is always on oneself to make anything mean anything.

  2. Smirking Cat says:

    “Onus”. That belongs in the Funny Words post…I agree though.

  3. Sungold says:

    The problem with “onus” is its proximity to “anus” – or is that just *my* issue?I think, too, that little or nothing has an *inherent* meaning. Also, even with things we often assume to be joyful, so much depends on the context.

  4. Dijea says:

    I can’t answer any of that I haven’t figured it out yet. I will say I don’t believe we are ever given more than we can handle.

  5. between3boys says:

    I like to think there’s a reason for things… Primarily because of all the shit I’ve had handed to me. Surely that couldn’t have been for shits and giggles? Then again, perhaps The Force just has a really sick sense of humor and likes to see us squirm… I’m in the same car, right there getting whiplash, too. I want the answer right there – am I trudging, ankle-deep through shit for a reason or not, dammit!!! Oh… My bad. *hug*

  6. Naomi says:

    there have been times when I’ve pondered this question to the point of dizziness – when it starts driving me totally nuts, that’s when I just sit down and pet one of the cats. (they know their purpose is to sleep and be admired, & they seem to be at peace with that, it’s a relaxing attitude to be around). Hey, I wonder whether there’s some correlation between being a deep thinker & a cat lover! On a good day, I think the only purpose humans have is Beauty: to see it, create it, appreciate it, seek it.

  7. “Is it simply comforting to us to believe things have a purpose, a reason, even if we can’t identify it?”Yes. If we can’t lean on comfort based on the belief that everything has a purpose, well, I don’t know where else we’re supposed to find comfort. Wow. That was a ramble. What I mean is that everythign must have a reason, a purpose, and the comfort from knowing that makes the big (and little) problems much easier to handle.

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