As a scientist, I admire logic, but appreciate that some things are beyond logic. The spiritual nature of life is something I deeply feel, not in a religious sense, but just being connected in unexplained ways sometimes. This is not scientific, but enriches my life beyond the laws of nature as we know them. Live well, accept who you are, appreciate others for who they are, and let them live well. Some reasoning and thoughts in this direction follow:
(It saves time)
"In considering the intent for which a clock is made, I can say it is false to its nature when it does not correctly indicate the time". - Rene Descartes.
(It saves lawsuits)
"Insist on yourself; never imitate. Your own gift you can present every moment with the cumulative force of a whole life's cultivation; but of the adopted talent of another you have only an extemporaneous, half possession". - Ralph Waldo Emerson.
(It saves face)
When you get what you want in your struggle for self
And the world makes you king for a day
Just go to the mirror and look at yourself
And see what that man has to say.
For it isn't your Father or Mother or wife
Whose judgement upon you must pass.
The fellow whose verdict counts most in your life
Is the one staring back from the glass.
Some people may call you a straight shooting chum
And call you a wonderful guy,
but the man in the glass says you're only a bum
If you can't look him straight in the eye.
He's the fellow to please, never mind all the rest
For he's with you clear to the end,
And you have passed your most dangerous test
If the man in the glass is your friend.
You may face the whole world down the pathway of life
And get pats on the back when you pass,
But your final reward will be heartache and strife
If you've cheated the man in the glass.
The above poem is a modern, popular version. For the story of this poem see: The Guy in the Glass. Thought I should give this link for reference.
I appreciate the difference between good sound reasons and reasons that sound good, but always remember to have a sense of humor about things, not to take everything personally and try to give back. It is a recipe for success:
"To laugh often and much; To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; To appreciate beauty; To find the best in others; To leave the world a bit better; whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived --
This is to have succeeded". - Ralph Waldo Emerson.
As the Buddhist said to the hotdog vendor, "Make me one with everything". After paying and offered change, the Buddhist responded, "Change comes from within". Maybe when I have the time I will start a musical group and write some songs about all this...why not?
Look out, here come the 'Buddha Babies'!
Time is something we are all aware of, but what is it? It seems more of a perception than something real most of the time. There is that word 'time' again! We use it so freely for all kinds of expression without really thinking about it. We look forward to it, fear it, ignore it and take advantage of it. It is something to ponder for sure. This excerpt from Hermann Hesse's novel 'Siddhartha' is somewhat enlightening:
Siddhartha asked to Vasudeva, "Have you also learned that secret from the river; that there is no such thing as time."
A bright smile spread over Vasudeva's face.
"Yes, Siddartha," he said. "Is this what you mean? That the river is everywhere at the same time, at the source and at the mouth, at the waterfall, at the ferry, at the current, in the ocean and in the mountains, everywhere, and that the present only exists for it, not the shadow of the past, nor the shadow of the future?"
"That is it," said Siddhartha, "and when I reviewed my life it was also a river, and Siddhartha the boy, Siddhartha the mature man and Siddhartha the old man were only separated by shadows, not through reality..."
Siddhartha spoke with delight. This discovery had made him very happy. Was then not all sorrow in time, all self-torment and fear in time? Were not all difficulties and evil in the world conquered as soon as one dispelled time?
No man steps in the same river twice,
for it is not the same river and he is not the same man.
- Heraclites.
I grabbed a pile of dust
and holding it up, foolishly asked
for as many birthdays as the grains of dust.
I forgot to ask that they be years of youth.
- Ovid (Metamorphoses).
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