Everyone now knows how to find the meaning of life within himself.
But mankind wasn’t always so lucky. Less than a century ago men and women did not have easy access to the puzzle boxes within them..
Gimcrack religions were big business.
Mankind, ignorant of the truths that lie within every human being, looked outward — pushed ever outward. What mankind hoped to learn in its outward push was who was actually in charge of all creation, and what all creation was all about.
Mankind flung its advance agents ever outward, ever outward. Eventually it flung them out into space, into the colorless, tasteless, weightless sea of outwardness without end.
It flung them like stones.
These unhappy agents found what had already been found in abundance on Earth — a nightmare of meaninglessness without end. The bounties of space, of infinite outwardness, were three: empty heroics, low comedy, and pointless death.
Outwardness lost, at last, its imagined attractions.
Only inwardness remained to be explored.
Only the human soul remained terra incognita.
This was the beginning of goodness and wisdom.
Kurt Vonnegut, The Sirens of Titan
Теперь-то всякий знает, как отыскать смысл жизни внутри самого себя.
Но было время, когда человечество еще не сподобилось такого счастья. Меньше сотни лет назад мужчины и женщины еще не умели запросто разбираться в головоломках, спрятанных в глубине человеческих душ..
Дешевые подделки - религии плодились и процветали.
Человечество, не ведая, что истина таится внутри каждого живого человека, вечно искало ответа вовне вечно стремилось вдаль. В этом вечном стремлении вдаль человечество надеялось узнать, кто же в конце концов сотворил все сущее, и попутно - зачем он это все сотворил.
Человечество вечно забрасывало своих посланцев-пионеров как можно дальше, на край света. Наконец, оно запустило их в космическое пространство - в лишенную цвета, вкуса и тяжести даль, в бесконечность.
Оно запустило их, как бросают камушки.
Эти несчастные пионеры нашли там то, чего было предостаточно на Земле: кошмар бессмыслицы, которой нет конца. Вот три трофея, которые дал нам космос, бесконечность вовне: ненужный героизм, дешевая комедия, бессмысленная смерть.
Мир вне нас наконец потерял свою выдуманную заманчивость.
Мир внутри нас - вот что предстояло познать. Только душа человеческая осталась terra incognita. Так появились первые ростки доброты и мудрости.
Курт Воннегут, Сирены Титана
But mankind wasn’t always so lucky. Less than a century ago men and women did not have easy access to the puzzle boxes within them..
Gimcrack religions were big business.
Mankind, ignorant of the truths that lie within every human being, looked outward — pushed ever outward. What mankind hoped to learn in its outward push was who was actually in charge of all creation, and what all creation was all about.
Mankind flung its advance agents ever outward, ever outward. Eventually it flung them out into space, into the colorless, tasteless, weightless sea of outwardness without end.
It flung them like stones.
These unhappy agents found what had already been found in abundance on Earth — a nightmare of meaninglessness without end. The bounties of space, of infinite outwardness, were three: empty heroics, low comedy, and pointless death.
Outwardness lost, at last, its imagined attractions.
Only inwardness remained to be explored.
Only the human soul remained terra incognita.
This was the beginning of goodness and wisdom.
Kurt Vonnegut, The Sirens of Titan
Теперь-то всякий знает, как отыскать смысл жизни внутри самого себя.
Но было время, когда человечество еще не сподобилось такого счастья. Меньше сотни лет назад мужчины и женщины еще не умели запросто разбираться в головоломках, спрятанных в глубине человеческих душ..
Дешевые подделки - религии плодились и процветали.
Человечество, не ведая, что истина таится внутри каждого живого человека, вечно искало ответа вовне вечно стремилось вдаль. В этом вечном стремлении вдаль человечество надеялось узнать, кто же в конце концов сотворил все сущее, и попутно - зачем он это все сотворил.
Человечество вечно забрасывало своих посланцев-пионеров как можно дальше, на край света. Наконец, оно запустило их в космическое пространство - в лишенную цвета, вкуса и тяжести даль, в бесконечность.
Оно запустило их, как бросают камушки.
Эти несчастные пионеры нашли там то, чего было предостаточно на Земле: кошмар бессмыслицы, которой нет конца. Вот три трофея, которые дал нам космос, бесконечность вовне: ненужный героизм, дешевая комедия, бессмысленная смерть.
Мир вне нас наконец потерял свою выдуманную заманчивость.
Мир внутри нас - вот что предстояло познать. Только душа человеческая осталась terra incognita. Так появились первые ростки доброты и мудрости.
Курт Воннегут, Сирены Титана
Everyone now knows how to find the meaning of life within himself.
But mankind wasn’t always so lucky. Less than a century ago men and women did not have easy access to the puzzle boxes within them ..
Gimcrack religions were big business.
Mankind, ignorant of the truths that lie within every human being, looked outward - pushed ever outward. What mankind hoped to learn in its outward push was who was actually in charge of all creation, and what all creation was all about.
Mankind flung its advance agents ever outward, ever outward. Eventually it flung them out into space, into the colorless, tasteless, weightless sea of outwardness without end.
It flung them like stones.
These unhappy agents found what had already been found in abundance on Earth - a nightmare of meaninglessness without end. The bounties of space, of infinite outwardness, were three: empty heroics, low comedy, and pointless death.
Outwardness lost, at last, its imagined attractions.
Only inwardness remained to be explored.
Only the human soul remained terra incognita.
This was the beginning of goodness and wisdom.
Kurt Vonnegut, The Sirens of Titan
Now everyone knows how to find the meaning of life within himself.
But there was a time when mankind had not yet attained such happiness. Less than a hundred years ago, men and women did not yet know how to easily understand puzzles hidden in the depths of human souls ..
Cheap fakes - religions bred and flourished.
Mankind, not knowing that the truth is lurking inside every living person, has always been looking for an answer outside, has always strived into the distance. In this eternal pursuit into the distance, mankind hoped to find out who ultimately created all things, and along the way - why did he do all this.
Humanity has always thrown its pioneer messengers as far as possible, to the ends of the world. Finally, it launched them into outer space - into the distance devoid of color, taste and heaviness, to infinity.
It launched them, as pebbles are thrown.
These unfortunate pioneers found there that was abound on Earth: a nightmare of nonsense, which has no end. Here are three trophies that space has given us, infinity outside: unnecessary heroism, cheap comedy, meaningless death.
The world outside of us has finally lost its fictitious temptation.
The world within us was what was to be known. Only the human soul remained terra incognita. So the first sprouts of kindness and wisdom appeared.
Kurt Vonnegut, Titanium Sirens
But mankind wasn’t always so lucky. Less than a century ago men and women did not have easy access to the puzzle boxes within them ..
Gimcrack religions were big business.
Mankind, ignorant of the truths that lie within every human being, looked outward - pushed ever outward. What mankind hoped to learn in its outward push was who was actually in charge of all creation, and what all creation was all about.
Mankind flung its advance agents ever outward, ever outward. Eventually it flung them out into space, into the colorless, tasteless, weightless sea of outwardness without end.
It flung them like stones.
These unhappy agents found what had already been found in abundance on Earth - a nightmare of meaninglessness without end. The bounties of space, of infinite outwardness, were three: empty heroics, low comedy, and pointless death.
Outwardness lost, at last, its imagined attractions.
Only inwardness remained to be explored.
Only the human soul remained terra incognita.
This was the beginning of goodness and wisdom.
Kurt Vonnegut, The Sirens of Titan
Now everyone knows how to find the meaning of life within himself.
But there was a time when mankind had not yet attained such happiness. Less than a hundred years ago, men and women did not yet know how to easily understand puzzles hidden in the depths of human souls ..
Cheap fakes - religions bred and flourished.
Mankind, not knowing that the truth is lurking inside every living person, has always been looking for an answer outside, has always strived into the distance. In this eternal pursuit into the distance, mankind hoped to find out who ultimately created all things, and along the way - why did he do all this.
Humanity has always thrown its pioneer messengers as far as possible, to the ends of the world. Finally, it launched them into outer space - into the distance devoid of color, taste and heaviness, to infinity.
It launched them, as pebbles are thrown.
These unfortunate pioneers found there that was abound on Earth: a nightmare of nonsense, which has no end. Here are three trophies that space has given us, infinity outside: unnecessary heroism, cheap comedy, meaningless death.
The world outside of us has finally lost its fictitious temptation.
The world within us was what was to be known. Only the human soul remained terra incognita. So the first sprouts of kindness and wisdom appeared.
Kurt Vonnegut, Titanium Sirens
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