Why do we not commit suicide
in a meaningless world devoid of both faith in reason and faith in God?
What will you as a Life Artist
do when you ask this question?
It can´t be asked by people,
who have arranged themselves comfortably with familiar ideals, with a bit of
money, and which are extremely respectable and mediocre.
If people of that kind at all
ask questions, then they interpret them from their personal need of
satisfaction.
But because this is a highly
human, common problem, which affects all of life, the rich and the poor, the
young and the old, why do we then live in this monotonous, meaningless way, go
to the office, work in a laboratory or in a factory in forty years, put a few children
in the world, bring them up after absurd precepts, and then die?
