“But man is not made for defeat,” he said. “A man can be destroyed but not defeated.”Ernest Hemingway, The Old Man and the Sea
I believe that man can endure any “how.” I’ve always believed that.
We are capable of jumping off a cliff and growing a pair of wings on our way down. Each and every single one of us.
Thus, I am confident that we can overcome any obstacle, and that these hard times that we are facing right now are going to pass.
“This too shall pass,” as the saying goes.
“King Solomon once searched for a cure against depression. He assembled his wise men together. They meditated for a long time and gave him the following advice: Make yourself a ring and have thereon engraved the words ‘This too will pass.’ The King carried out the advice. He had the ring made and wore it constantly. Every time he felt sad and depressed, he looked at the ring, whereupon his mood would change and he would feel cheerful…”
– Israel Folklore Archive # 126
Life’s so fragile. It is almost funny. We do these great things, build societies, wage wars against one another. We accumulate knowledge, power, wealth…
We do everything we can to announce the darkness that is soon to come that we will not be diminished by the brevity of our lives.
It’s just a fancy way of saying that we all die. We’re all just human. Mortals in a seemingly immortal world. Rust and stardust among an infinity of stars and darkness.
That’s how insignificant we are. How insignificant our troubles are. Our achievements. Our issues with one another.
I try to find the good in all situations because of this. It’s a good way to distance yourself whenever you become too attached to something.
This too shall pass.
Everything will pass. This world, and everything in it.
Whenever I catch myself taking things too seriously, I force myself to take a step back. To realize how ridiculous it all is. I’m just a speck of cosmic dust. You are too.
“Memento mori,” as the Romans would say. “You’re only a man.”
And when I see folks fighting over toilet paper, it makes me sad.
I believe in a warrior type of life. In being in the top 1% at whatever you choose to do. To struggle and fight for things. To always challenge yourself. To go beyond. To improve daily. To admit defeat, but never accept it. To keep your head high, to aim high, to give your best.
That’s what I believe in.
I also believe that life’s a beautiful thing. It is. It’s magic. Without it, you’d be dead.
The good and the bad and the ugly, all are here to come and go.
We are but rust and stardust in a seemingly infinite universe…
We should do well to remember that in this dark hour. We should also remind ourselves of the fact that even the darkest hour only lasts sixty minutes. Not a minute longer.