Frustrations

People often say with some level of dejection that life is not fair. But who promised that it would be? Who promised a

paradise free from pain? Who promised that there would be justice? If we are to compact the totality of what’s real to the

world readily available, then life is definitely not fair. Everyone aches. Evil men appear to prosper. Good people die

young. Many people suffer without any apparent reason. Some are tormented their entire lives by pain sufficient for two

or three lives. Children are butchered before taking one legitimate breath of the fresh air of this wickedly beautiful world.

People are tortured, burned alive for merely holding certain harmless views. We all die, often rebel against death with

utmost defiance until that final breath. Misery is the fairest thing about this world.  its  a misery beyond all hope, beyond

all purpose and meaning.