Longevity
I was watching a TV programme just now which featured a woman who has lived for a hundred years. She tearfully gave a heart-wrenching account on how she watched her own children die and how she wanted to die in their place so that they could cook and look after her grandchildren.
I have always been searching for a reason for living. After spending a quarter of my life studying, I am probably going to spend the next two quarters working and hopefully experiencing the only True Joy in life, which is in my opinion, the Love in a family of my own. For the last quarter, I will most probably be waiting to die, playing my liuqin alone, composing music, watching lives come and go. Though I hope to spend this last quarter in a plot of land in Australia, away from the streets and skyscrapers, working in a farm of my own, together with my old wife, but that is afterall just a dream.
Ultimately what is the point of living? To fulfil God's Will? That I am born with a purpose to accomplish in this life? To receive the retribution that I deserve from my previous life? To give purpose to someone else's life?
I am puzzled.
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