We are in a struggle for our lives, and the fact of life is that it will always be a struggle, as we “rage, rage against the dying of the light” hoping to go on living, knowing that life only has meaning in opposition to the nothingness of the nonexistence of death.
But that is where our vitality and purpose must come from, from knowing that it is only we who can make sense of what and who we are, facing the futility of life, not in despair, but in the wonder of being.
Not to transcend the facts of life – where and how would we transcend? what is there that we can know of anything that exists outside of our consciousness? – but to grasp the urgency of now, experienced in ourselves as we are created through others who experience and are the experiences of us.
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