There is a quite interesting argument that people are living to eat, or eating to live. This one has not been fully developed into the level of metaphysical thought, but I think it gives me a metaphor for differentiating me from others in regards to an inner energy.
I have not paid attention to this subject seriously enough to realize what it is before I read the book of 'Denial' by Ajit Varki. He is emphasizing on a denial character as a unique tool for humans to evolve to the most advanced level of consciousness among all the creatures. The method we have been utilizing on this approach is that we tend to ignore or forget the fear of mortality. And the point is here ; I frequently bump into an emotional concentration of the end image without any intentional efforts. Which provides me with a sense of emptiness so fierce that I, emotionally am stuck in the middle or stranded in the wilderness. And sometimes, I am fully exhausted with an absence of inner energies to move on adequately.
According to his assumption, I am not sufficiently evolved into the stage of humans yet nor my particular gene is not functioned properly for that specific area. I am not jumping into the conclusion yet. But I will take a look around very closely from now on.
Do I stick to the fear of mortality up to that extent ?
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