It’s been a long day

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I don’t know. Things don’t have purposes, as if the universe were a machine, where every part has a useful function. What’s the function of a galaxy? I don’t know if our life has a purpose and I don’t see that it matters. What does matter is that we’re a part. Like a thread in a cloth or a grass-blade in a field. It is and we are. What we do is like wind blowing on the grass.

Ursula K. Le Guin, The Lathe of Heaven: A Novel


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24 thoughts on “It’s been a long day

  1. And I said to him
    Are there answers to all of this?
    And he said
    The answer is in a story
    and the story is being told.

    And I said
    But there is so much pain
    And he answered
    Pain will happen.

    Then I said
    Will I ever find meaning?
    And he said
    You will find meaning
    Where you give meaning.

    The answer is in story
    And the story isn’t finished.

    Padraig O’Tuama, “Narrative Theology #1”
    (from “Readings from the Book of Exile”, Canterbury Press, 2013)

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  2. It’s meaningless only if we believe it to be..touch the heart of at least one person a day, look at the midnight sky and hear the birds’ whispering, hug your family – there’s something there…

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  3. What a provocative article. You do, choose some multilayered topics for us to chew on!
    I think,
    The difficulty is to find a true mirror; to not underplay nor overstate one’s self. but to just Believe, that somehow yes, we are, making a difference.
    to someone. And keep on.

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