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I always find myself asking this question. I go back to my literature books to find an answer why Shakespeare gave it all to write his plays or why did Ralph Emerson spent most of his time in nature to come up with “Self-Reliance”. I wonder why we do what we do and live the way we live; how “destiny” decides for example for a Palestinian to struggle all his life against occupation hoping that the children of the children of the next Palestinian generation would live in freedom while someone would be living to raise his sheep in New Zealand or play on the beaches of Australia.
I see myself in the land of no one’s land where God’s three main messengers decided to visit and give their message to and from. But at the same time, I see myself obliged to serve the cause of my people which is the Palestinian cause. It feels like finishing a degree in a university then wishing you have studied something else but at the same time you feel a kind of addiction to what you already studied. I respect every human that lives for something because life is not just about spending the years while trying to survive. Maybe one of the most achievements made was to develop their civilizations and find their differences. Maybe we do not agree with each other and our values and beliefs are different but we must find something to live for.
Any human who has nothing to live loses sense of communication with reality or imaginary around him or her. Losing this communications results in entering a dark world that is darker from the one that you would see someone living in because of something he or she lives for. A dark world filled with nothing and no light within it leading to somewhere good.
It is a comedy and a tragedy that we are living at the same time. Shakespeare says in Romeo and Juliet “But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. While he says in Hamlet “To be, or not to be: that is the question: Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer, the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, or to take arms against a sea of troubles, and by opposing end them? To die: to sleep; No more; and by a sleep to say we end, the heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks, that flesh is heir to, ’tis a consummation, devoutly to be wish’d. To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there’s the rub;”.
We humans are the perfect examples of a comedy or a tragedy: We could represent comedy by taking life as it is and accepting everything with a big smile that I can’t understand until today. We can be the perfect tragedy when we lose communication with who we are and what we want to be, when we lose the values that we belief in or create values that kills the essence of what humanity means.
We are a contradiction by itself without knowing how to let a positive work with a positive or a negative with a positive or a negative with a negative. We are a form of energy that we call a soul that fills our physically bodies made of matter and we learned by heart that energy changes shape but does not end at a certain point. Learning how to translate the content of your energy into other kinds and shapes makes life worth living except of choosing to leave life and let your soul lose itself by ending the presence of your physical or mental presence.