My son is a good and righteous man, but he is lost in the fog of the city and falls to the waves of endless noise, and he cries out to his father. Father! “Why should I live?”, “How should I live?”. I searched the whole world for an answer to that question and searched all the books of wisdom, but I could not find an answer and despaired. Unable to answer his son’s cries, the father’s heart fell to his knees in agony and earnestly prayed, and finally, from the abyss of silence where words ceased, I heard a voice, and that voice pierced me and moved my hand to write here and convey it to my son.
4. Chapter of absurdity
Heaven spoke the truth to his beloved son, but deep in the night, under the sky filled with stars, the son wept and cried out about the absurdity of the world and the suffering of people, and Heaven spoke thus.
- I deliver words of light to those who ask me in the midst of absurdity.
- Oh, heavens! Why have I been thrown into this absurdity? Why has this suffering been placed on my shoulders?
- Your heart is screaming, your soul is swaying like a floating ship on the water.
- Listen, your questions are not tapping on the void, but the language of life that has reverberated from the silence of the beginning, and the beginning of a journey led by an invisible hand.
- When you cried out, I was already responding.
- You said, “Why do I have to live?“
- This is the first question since ancient times given by the prophets in the wilderness, in the valley, in the sea, under the starry night sky.
- And the question soon became the first prayer of existence.
- Your despair is not a curse, it is the beginning of life.
- When you realize the meaninglessness, you wake up the soul that was asleep, and the flame of creation is planted in your heart.
- “Oh my Heaven, this world is broken, the truth is buried, justice is far away and the world is absurd.“
- That’s true.
- The world is in order, but it does not reveal itself in silence,
- Truth is alive, but it is hidden in lies and never reveals itself to the world.
- But that silence and hiding is not for the eternity of absurdity,
- You were born into this absurd world because you were called to set the truth straight, protect the good, and raise up the fallen down. In the midst of chaos, there is a sacred space hidden for you
- Life is not an order, but an invitation.
- Oh, you who came from the earth, Life is not an obligation imposed on you.
- Life is an invitation in which the breath of the heaven enters your nostrils and whispers, “Wake up, be the light.”
- The invitation says.
- “You were born not by chance, but by my breath and will.
- You’re not the one asking my ‘will’,
- You are the one who writes down my ‘will’ on this earth.”
- You ask questions, but you are born to be the answer itself.
- Every moment of your life is the temple,
- Your day is a passage from a great narrative, a psalm of truth left in heaven’s record.
- “Create, this is your way”
- The heaven says
- “Be the one who waters the wasteland, and shines a light on the darkness.“
- When life feels meaningless, it is when you are ordered to create.
- It’s not a task, it’s a blessing, it’s not a problem, it’s joy.
- Your loneliness is a sanctuary, your tears are holy water.
- When you embrace the pain,
- You are not one person, but a bridge between heaven and earth.
- Burn your will! and the fire will not be extinguished.
- Son, You are not weak.
- You have a fire with words in your heart,
- Even in the night of sorrow, even in the wind of despair, the flame of courage from me will burn in your heart and you will not be extinguished.
- Your solitude whispers, “There is no point in your life.“
- But heaven tells you.
- “I gave you life, so how could it be meaningless?
- How can it be in vain that I have chosen you?”
- Meaning is not given, but revealed.
- You are waiting for meaning, but heaven has already planted it in you as a seed.
- Your will, love, creation, community, all of which are the seeds that heaven has planted in you.
- The reason you have to live is not far away.
- Your breath, your actions, the others you face today, each and every one of them is your mission from heaven.
- “You are not alone. I am always there when two or three people are together.”
- Oh, lonely one you.
- Even when you feel alone,
- The eyes and hearts of heaven will never leave you,
- “Those who can cry with me, through those who can laugh with me, I speak; they are my language, my evidence.”
- When you are with heaven, you will turn even pain into divine solidarity.
- Your defiance is my will.
- You who believe in heaven!
- When you rebel against this absurdity, your rebellion is not a sin, but a holy struggle.
- Heaven does not rejoice only in obedience, but also loves the tremors of the soul dancing freely in you,
- He recognizes you in the holy resistance for truth, goodness, and righteousness.
- Your life is a dance between obedience and defiance,
- The dance is a hidden worship that makes humans resemble the sky, an invisible spiritual art.
- This is your way, and this is the word for you.
- The sky made stars,
- The sea gave birth to fish,
- You created human on earth as a community.
- You are the living word, the moving evidence.
- “Become a path where there is no path.
- Become a word where words end.
- And be the one who lights up again in the place of the missing light.“
- Therefore, you must live, and that life is the evidence that noble beings have stayed on this earth.
When I heard this, I held in my heart the language of hope that burned as faintly as a starlight in your pain, and after that night, I lit a small light on each of the margins.
