What’s the Point?
A Polemical Meditation on Death
What’s the Point
of abusing power over others when you are powerless to stop your own death?
What’s the Point
of promoting war on other people who will die anyway? And so will you.
What’s the Point
in getting filthy rich? You can’t take a single cent beyond the grave.
What’s the Point
of being obsessed with the material world when life will make you immaterial?
What’s the Point
in singling out another to violate when life will single you out and violate your right to life?
What’s the Point
in accumulating money and property when you find yourself only left with a single breath at the end of your life?
What’s the Point
in taking things from others when life will take everything from you?
What’s the Point
in racing to the top when you will be lowered down to the bottom of a grave?
What’s the Point
of rejecting your ageing parents? Your children will learn from you and reject you in your old age.
What’s the Point
in burning up inside when the crematorium will incinerate you?
What’s the Point
in eating the flesh and fat of animals, birds and fish since it will speed your way to the hospital morgue?
What’s the Point
in eating junk food, fast food and processed food when cancer will eat you up?
What’s the Point
in rejecting others when life will reject you?
What’s the Point
wasting your life on a daily basis on Facebook, Instagram, texts, TV and Twitter? You will die knowing you lived an unfulfilled life.
What’s the Point
not loving people? You will die not knowing if anybody loves you.
What’s the Point
not going to a funeral. Why should others bother to go to your funeral?
What’s the Point
not bothering to remember others? Why should they remember you?
What’s the Point
of feeling self-important when life ends all notions of self?
What’s the Point
wanting to leave a legacy when our entire species faces gradual extinction?
What’s the Point
in thinking about the future to create when your future will come to an end?
What’s the Point
Thinking that you are in control of your life when life can take you out any moment?
What’s the Point?
Honestly.
What’s the point? I had been meditating since nine years old I was introduced to it by a zen monk. Although I practised I never took stock of the real value of meditation. Until one day in 2004 when I had an accident and nearly lost my life. Although I was conscious for six months I was hovering on the fine line between life and death. It was the time where the true value of meditation manifested itself. To a certain degree meditation showed me both the reality of death through the impermanence of the situations we find ourselves in but also that to a certain degree physical death is also an illusion. What we’ve got is right now and to meditate is to experience that moment to the fullest.