When one listens to a barking dog, one might imagine emotion, pain, reaction, anxiety, and self-identification, but actually there is nothing there -- just sound from a long and deep corridor, channeled out of nothingness and fading into nothingness again.
Like that dog, we may all strive, but there is truly nothing to be done. If we look deeply into our lives, there is only a thin veneer of self-generated meaning over an immense ocean of nothingness.
What we do only has meaning in the here and now. It will not remain in the next instant. Just do what you can for the present, and leave everything else to happen naturally. Work. Wash. Meditate. Eat. Study. Urinate. Sleep. Exercise. Talk. Listen. Touch. Die each night. Be born again each morning.
Personal Interpretation
We are only what we are in the moment. We filter our world through our mind and senses, and the same stimulus can cause different reactions in different people. But in the end, the cause of complex responses in us is a simple sound or sight, not remarkable in and of itself. Why cling to the past when it is done? Why look to a future that may never come? Why view things as definite when the universe is defined by fluidity? Let us die each night and be born again each morning, and let us strive with all that is in us to live in the moment. It is such a gift that we call it the present.
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