Wednesday, October 23, 2013

Lava


Ecclesiastes has done it all and had it all, and it was for shit. So you shouldn't even bother. He said, "The thing that hath been, it is that which shall be; and that which is done is that which shall be done: and there is no new thing under the sun. Is there any thing whereof it may be said, See, this is new? It hath been already of old time, which was before us."

I get it: the sun just keeps rising and setting, the wind blows in circles. You can't trust anybody.  And after all your struggles, you can't take anything with you when you die.

It does seem pretty pointless.

But what if it's the opposite?

Think of lava, bubbling up from the core of the earth, spilling into the sea to form new land. In this way, we are all built of the raw material of the universe. And in a way, each of us in wonderfully new and unique: new land.

But also in a sense, we can never die, never fail, never be alone.

Because underneath, we are all lava.