Contents
Introduction
Since we are born as human beings, we cannot stop life so easily and must live under given circumstances. No matter how boring life may be, we cannot suddenly stop the movement of life. We cannot suddenly die, so we must do what we can under the given circumstances.
Sometimes life goes as we expect it to go, and sometimes it does not go as we expect it to go, despite our best efforts. Even though our knowledge and experience can cover for this to a certain extent, sometimes we are suddenly confronted with an absurdity that can only be described as "fate". The fact that the world is open to the outside and absurdity go hand in hand.
Why is life boring?
Why is life so boring when there is a beautiful landscape before us? When we think in this way, our judgment of "beautiful" is only understood by our intellect and is not linked to our emotions.
More than once or twice I have felt that 'life is boring'. I have often felt that way since childhood. Is there any difference between my sensitivity as a child and my sensitivity as an adult? The only thing that has changed since I became an adult is whether or not I am able to process the matters in front of me with knowledge and reasoning, but nothing seems to have changed in the basic aspects of sensitivity.
Communication is made of despair
Ever since I was a child, I have often found it difficult to understand 'adult logic' at all. I can understand that 'you think that way'. I say, "I don't understand it at all" because, from my point of view, I don't think such ideas of others are very rational. Such things that I don't understand at all usually remain totally unconvincing to me even when I grow up. As my knowledge increases, the gap between myself and the "adult logic" that I do not understand at all only deepens. As this happens, even when I try to communicate, it becomes progressively more difficult to show empathy because I cannot agree with what the other person is saying. As knowledge increases, there are more and more cases where it is difficult to agree with the arguments of others. When this happens, it becomes progressively more difficult to communicate in an empathetic way, saying, "I know". Communication dysfunction is the beginning of despair.
Conclusion
Life is boring and empathy for others is difficult. What is the meaning of life if we bother to form a society? There may not be. However, it is also life that cannot be stopped midway because it has no meaning.
