Trooper, I think you might find the book of Ecclesiastes in the Holy Bible helpful. It helps put life in perspective from our viewpoint as men. Here is a link to it. https://biblehub.com/ecclesiastes/
Your friend,
John
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I read some of chapter 2 and became depressed but Solomon overcame his dilemmna(assuming it was he he wrote Ecclesiastes)by abandoning in his old age the true god and worshipped false idols because he figured if you are going to live and then die you might as well have a good time as opposed to walking around being miserable and virtuous.
This isn't the traditional club on the site here, this where you become a member by posting in this forum your random thoughts and findings from across the web. Just little tid bits of life.
(I found this below text online. I thought it was very nice.)
"I mean life is confusing, yet with thought, it's thoughtful.
I'm not sure why I bide my time being active on this site, and perhaps that is a question of life, one of those hallmarks of the contemplations of the very meaning of existence and life. That being among the count of the many questions integrated naturally into existence.
It's quite the thought, really, "I'm alive so I must do something, yet even then it is better to have a purpose, and that is a feeling of being remembered." So I type on here, with that in mind, and it may seem obvious as to why I am online and not being active in reality. Yet, that's not a wonder for me, no. But that is the hope, that maybe I'm not alone.
I've spent most of my life wondering and observing about other people, getting to know them. It's the hope that others would begin to be actively curious of others. Living such a life of listening can be fulfilling. I don't understand why people would not do so, yet I do understand the sorrow of being ignored.
It's a sorrow I can bear, such as the leaves falling to the ground in Autumn, it's life, their is beauty even in that. Although, I try, just one of those questions of life though, why, feel the reason to. It's a sorrow I know well.
I can take it.
Thanks though."