LIFE: THE HIDDEN BUT OPEN TRUTH

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Have you ever pondered the essence of life? You should at some point. Ask yourself: On what basis does life truly count to be significant? Answer that question. And truthfully. Once you look through that objective, philosophical lens which many refrain from due to the sheer bleakness of its outcome, you may be forced to draft a depressing prose like Solomon did. This in no way assumes you are pessimistic or negative and neither was this article written from a binge on despondency. It simply depicts a sense of being abreast to a wakeful reality — alive to clear, logical reasoning.

When you unmask life for what it really is, you’ll know it is a gameful charade; a wild goose chase; a concert assembled to entertain you in the midst painful reality. Life is a sweet viper; a disillusioning smokescreen; something we truly can’t make meaning of like we ought to. To be realistic, it can indeed be beautiful — living in a great country, having a loving marriage, being educated with a job we can’t help but love and the immense joy a new baby brings to a family are all wonderful and pleasant sprouts of life. We feed off such rich pockets of living; but sadly, I can tell you, only a few do. This, annoyingly, makes it count for a sparse privilege. Ironically, even those whom the genie of life bestows these ‘perks’ or ‘blessings’ still flounder in the miry clay of frustration. So what then is the essence of life?

We roam with an inquisitive drive to have our hands on the best life offers. But we end up disappointed and sometimes even suicidal. With eyes solely riveted on materialism, a porous belly and an insatiable appetite, we are driven in a frenzied pursuit for money only to be tackled down, stopped on tracks, by a critical and wasting illness. We strive for fame only to arrive at a disappointing terminal discovering fame isn’t a means to a blissful glorious end. We are driven for power and only when drunk in it do we discover it leads to beastly tyranny. The barren womb groans in agony for fruit, only to conceive and be crushed by the weight of parenting—whipped by children of a strange breed. We work tirelessly for a living, raise kids, and if fortunate - grandkids, build business empires, float global corporations and have our names woven prestigiously in the tapestry of time, but we die. Sadly, we die. We depart, shadowy and empty-handed, to the still dead silence of eternity. This is not to cast aspersions on the nobility of life nor belittle its merits but the life we currently have is warped, defective and a sharp deflection from its original design.

It only takes common sense to figure out the rationale behind life. Men are like pawns in a game of chess—slain by some force of nature or even by our misdeeds or ignorance. We pursue wealth, intellectual renown, fame and prestige but little do we consider its impermanence nor the fact that it barely accords everlasting value. Few have their names seemingly immortalised on earth but a vast majority don’t, yet they strive to be remembered even at the cost of death. We all have dreams to die old but not everyone dies at a ripe age like we plan. Some are cut in their prime. Deep within man is buried a sensual appetite for lust. We are never satisfied with what we see and neither are we content with what we hear. Those ruled by an unquenchable desire for money never have enough, so why the driving pursuit? For the sole basis of a comfortable livelihood and a sense of power, people push drugs, loot national treasuries, join the occult and salve their distress with cigarettes and alcohol. Even at these, contentment is far driven from them and many are derailed long before they realise it. So what is the essence of life?

For mortal souls, so has the Creator kept immortality in store; for a frame smitten by sickness, so has the Creator devised a stable, indestructible body; for man-made earthly houses, so has the Creator built everlasting mansions. For the crookedness of this present life, so has the Creator promised to straighten things out.
For the essence of this life is not to revel in pleasure and neither is it to complain and written in its turmoil but to nurse the hope of a life much better. The best the present life can offer is next to nothingness. A rewarding afterlife is the true calling, Jesus Christ the host and this is the invitation.

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