Sunday, July 15, 2018

More Than A Game...

The Soccer World Cup is finished, people were excited but from 32 nations competing there only France celebrated on the end. All others, at one point of time, were disappointed, sad and displeased because their guys have failed to fulfill theirs hopes and expectations.

France will celebrate for awhile and on the next world cup they also will be disappointed just like Germany, Argentina, Italy, Brazil and Uruguay this year.

And this is what life is all about - hopes and expectations and on the end, disappointment.

You spend a great deal of effort maintaining this illusion. You work very hard to make it as solid as possible and never venture too close to the meaning of it. Otherwise you would see right through it and find yourself looking into a mirage. Then you may see your life for what it really is... a great lie.

There are so many contradiction in this world, just like this world cup, that it’s easy to be caught up by one. And why are you doing all this, why are you following the crowd? Yup, to avoid those waves of sadness, emptiness, meaninglessness, alienation and anxiety.

More Than A Game...

In Canada, winning or losing a soccer match isn’t life or death. But for the rest of the world the situation is very different. In fact, football — as it’s known everywhere else around the world — is much more than a game. Football is more than just a sport, is is almost important as a religion with all its tragedies and heroes.

In Croatia, a small country with 4.5 millions of citizens, the impact of football is so great as the recent survey shows that 93 percent of Croatian respondents admittedly would give up food for a week to see Croatia hoist the cup, and around 70 percent would quit their job for a Croatian world cup victory!

In the film Kingdom of Heaven, Saladin is asked What is Jerusalem worth? He answers Nothing, walks away, turns and says Everything. Football’s importance is the same thing. It’s a meaningless game, played for recreation, it is not at all important.

And yet, for many who play it, who watch it every week, for close followers of their favorite club who buy jerseys and posters and tickets, who travel away and take vacation time to watch the World Cup, it is one of the most important things in their lives.

Football is so important because it gives joy and brings a smile and tears on people's faces. It is something which gives them a temporary escape from their simple uneventful lives. It gives people something to talk about, something to support and feel a sense of belonging. It gives jobs to millions of people. It teaches us numerous lessons and values which help us become a better person.

It gives people a reason to live.

In this world, being "normal self" means you have to be insane. 

The real hopeless victims of mental illness are to be found among those who appear to be most normal. Many of them are normal because they are so well adjusted to our mode of existence, because their human voice has been silenced so early in their lives, that they do not even struggle or suffer or develop symptoms as the neurotic does. They are normal not in what may be called the absolute sense of the word; they are normal only in relation to a profoundly abnormal society.

Their perfect adjustment to that abnormal society is a measure of their mental sickness. These millions of abnormally normal people, living without fuss in a society to which, if they were fully human beings, they ought not to be adjusted.

– Aldous Huxley, Brave New World Revisited

You may awake, for a brief moment, from this daily life's slumber and look around and wonder what you’re doing here. You may suddenly stop feeling connection to anything. You may see that nothing can give you any pleasure, there is nothing to strive for, nothing you can get or experience to fix it.

Unfortunately, the pointlessness of your basic existence is so obvious.

When that happens, the world can become a really confusing place. So where is the problem? Why this depression?

All come from your idea that the world is true. 

You assume that if the world is true then you are also true. This self-importance is the main reason for the feelings of depression, sadness, emptiness and anxiety.

There is nothing true in this world.

Take it easy!

Slowdown and stop running after all these nonsense! Embrace and enjoy your own meaninglessness. One day you will be forced to stop, the sun will go off and the mirage will go off. Don't say that you were unlucky, you did not reached the water... well, the water was never there.

Once upon a time there was a guy who enjoyed his life.

He was in early 30's, he had a nice BMW and he was going out every night. He had his own company for office repairs and he worked 3-4 hours a day, just to cover his expenses. He enjoyed his life immensely.

His mother was worried for him, Whenever she saw him she used to tell him - My son, you have to be married by now. You need to have children. Who will look after you when you are old? My son, Who will bring you a glass of water on your deathbed?

Slowly, bit by bit, mother's words started coming to man's mind especially the sentence about glass of water on his deathbed. So he finally found the right girl and got married. He stopped going out every day. Now he enjoyed the company of his wife.

After one year his wife gave birth to a baby boy. After the second year of marriage he got a baby girl. Now he start working full hours. He needed money to support family. He stopped going out. Their house become too small for the new family so he bought a bigger house. He got enormous mortgage to pay off so he worked even more. He sold his BMW, bought a minivan but he always remembered that question - Who will bring me a glass of water on my death-bed?

Years were passing, he became older and older. He knew only for work and more work. Vaguely he remembered his old days with nostalgia and sigh. In meantime he got grandchildren... He became an old, tired, sick man.

And one day he was laying in the bed for the last few hours before his death. He was surrounded with his family, the son, daughter, grandsons and granddaughters. Everyone was around him. In his last moments he was thinking about his life and he suddenly said:

Fuck, I am not even thirsty.

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