i asked aunt bea if she believed in reincarnation she stared out the window listening to the city’s sounds sighed and said i can’t believe that there is a god so cruel as to make us go through all this again
This reminds me of Camus’ ‘The Myth of Sisyphus’ and the cruel gods, who inflicted upon the man the torture of repeating his pointless upwards struggle over and over again. If the same is happening to us, it is a blessing that, unlike Sisyphus, we are at least spared the memories of suffering of our previous lives.
true that.. smiles…love how you build up tension with aunt bea looking out of the window…i sat..thinking…what..? what…? what will she say…but i knew it would be good and it was…smiles
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This reminds me of Camus’ ‘The Myth of Sisyphus’ and the cruel gods, who inflicted upon the man the torture of repeating his pointless upwards struggle over and over again. If the same is happening to us, it is a blessing that, unlike Sisyphus, we are at least spared the memories of suffering of our previous lives.
I hope no God is that cruel too, SLP!
Aunt Bea’s thoughts are both impressive and practical.
But Aunt Bea, could you possibly have become so wise with just one life?
Best argument against reincarnation I’ve ever heard 🙂
true that.. smiles…love how you build up tension with aunt bea looking out of the window…i sat..thinking…what..? what…? what will she say…but i knew it would be good and it was…smiles
I wonder why I think God can be this indifferent ,.,
Indeed, I have to agree with Aunt Bea… Another great write, Charles!
Aunt Bea, the common sense cynic! Happy weekend, Charles.
Ah, Aunt Bea– like Mrs. Prothero in A Child’s Christmas in Wales, she says the right thing, always.
You know that’s one of my favorite poems of all time…I have a recording of Dylan Thomas reading it given to me by a dear friend. 🙂
Oh, my gosh, that is the saddest and most beautiful thing I have ever read…
I am in agreement with Aunt Bea
AMEN. Aunt Bea knows what’s what…
I’m with Aunt Bea. I can’t do this again.
Aunt Bea says it best once again.
I laugh at Aunt Bea’s comment in solidarity and weary cynicism – excellent poem
I think she’s got it right with this one 😉
Ah, Aunt Bea. Your wisdom is like warm sunshine.
just love, love love your aunt 🙂
she is so sweetly correct.