THE MEANING
OF LIFE
I WAS WRONG.
IT’S NOT THE
HOKEY POKEY
I have
always said that the Chaos Theory described life, and that everything is chance. I have used the analogy of the Hokey Pokey;
but in retrospect the Hokey Pokey is choreographed: you put your left foot out,
you put your left foot in, you put your left foot out and you shake it all
about…
After 4 a.m.
consideration it is obvious to me that life is a play without a plot. All the actors are improvising, and every
actor believes he or she is the star.
New actors show up while other actors disappear, but the show goes on. The script is babble and the movement
senseless.
Does that
mean that our life is worthless? On a
personal level, of course not: we come on stage and then we exit, but the
journey between is up to us. We can play
out angry and bitterness our we can Zen out and play to the beauty in every minute
- try to make the journey as pleasant as possible.
Because in
the end it’s bugger-all.
The
Ol’Buzzard
