A Parable

I like the chaotic nature of life, it keeps me going.

A man likes chaos, or the appearance thereof.

What do you mean appearance.

Chaos only seems so before a man understands its cause.

And once you understand...

You can struggle with it, and ask a man for guidance.

But why _choose_ to struggle?

Without struggle a man loses respect for life.

But sometimes the struggle is too great, and you despair.

Then a man has learnt a lesson, and must choose again.

And so it goes on and on... seems pointless.

At some point a man begins to choose wisely.

I'm not that stupid. Victory is always uncertain, even for the wise.

A man leaves victory for the vain, victory is impermanent.

But then what's the point if not victory? You want your life to mean something.

A man learns, then passes his knowledge on to others.

But what if you never learn?

Then a man does not trust Whatever gave him life.

But you can trust in God and still make mistakes, still be wrong.

A man must not be afraid of making mistakes, else he will never learn.

A man is going in circles.

Then already he learns to read time, but he must learn patience.

Time is a repetition of cycles, you mean?

A man has said.

But each cycle is a lesson?

A man is learning.

There is always doubt though, gnawing at you like a cancer.

Then a man fails to choose.

But sometimes the choice is ghastly, or the effects of the choice appear so to others.

Then a man must trust his judgement.

No matter what?

If that is a man's choice.

But I don't want to be vicious and I also don't want to be weak.

A man can be both or neither.

Enough riddles. How can I be strong when the laws of men force you to be weak?

One cannot force a man to be anything.

You know what I mean, you're forced to follow.

A man wants freedom, but does not want to leave.

There's nowhere to go. Man owns all habitable land. I'm not some hippie shitstain to die in a pointless hole.

Then a man must stay and be content.

I refuse to be content with laws protecting the cowardly, the stupid, the weak.

A man judges others and not himself?

I know my flaws, I work dilligently to fix them.

A man is wiser than he looks.

Thanks, but it's just so frustrating sometimes that people are so stupid.

A man must accept stupidity as an eagle accepts the wind.

That doesn't even make sense, an eagle welcomes a good wind.

A man welcomes a good idiot.

Whatever. If you're so wise, then you or your god can tell me concretely, what is the best way of life?

Life is its own optimum, a man learns.

So just learning then, is that all?

A man does not tell others how to live. A man lives.

More riddles. Talk straight.

A man wants to know, but does not want to learn.

Okay, my brain is tired. So, you have to live to learn, and learn to live?

A man learns.

Okay.

A man is not content.

But I feel more focused somehow.

A man knows what he must do.

A man must live.