Let me explain.
Why is life
not worth living?
Why is everything
a waste?
Really, we need to
expand the sentences slightly to more clearly get the gist:
Ultimately life is
not worth living.
Ultimately
everything is a waste.
This is not meant in
any negative way, nor in any positive-way, it is purely middle-way
thinking. And the intention is to help one to “let go”:
- Let go of clinging to life
- Let go of clinging to things
- Let go of clinging to the past
- Let go of clinging to the future.
And it is true that “ultimately life is not worth living” because we all die in the end. Death is not so bad. Without death there is no life. Without life there is no death. Life and death are perfectly intertwined. If it were not for dragging a past around, death would not be so bad. So, ultimately life is not worth it because nothing comes out of it ultimately. The universe will go cold and quiet and lifeless, and then the cycle will repeat, another big bang, another universe full or miracles with no memory of previous universes, another batch of beings struggling to come to terms with their kinship with the big bang (we are all manifestations of the big bang, all coming from that singularity, all born from - coming out of - the same mother.)
And similarly “ultimately everything is a waste.”
Ultimately life is not worth living.
Ultimately everything is a waste.
Let go!
Presently there is the eternal now,
and finding your middle-way -
not too much of one thing, not too little of the other, for:
“Nothing is more important than anything else!”
Presently there is the music of life (don't forget to dance) -
life is just a game, don't take it seriously,
but be sincere in what you do!
Sincere [adjective] = “free from pretence or deceit; proceeding from genuine feelings.”
