Karma
I went to visit my dad in hospital the other day. It had been chucking it down with rain and as I walked towards the Medical Centre a bus whooshed through a puddle in the gutter and drenched me. I’m pretty sure the driver did it on purpose; he had two lanes to himself but in order to hit the puddle got so close to the kerb that his wheels edged it.
After I’d swore at him under my breath (and then at myself for not watching out for these gutter puddles) my mind turned to Karma.
If you believe in any of those similar concepts as divine retribution or God’s infinite justness, or yin and yang, or Karma’s “what-comes-around-goes-around”, then I wondered what fate awaited the bus driver.
As I continued to walk I remembered an incident some years ago when God had his little laugh on me.
I’d driven to a meeting at a service station down the M1. On the way down I’d been chewing gum and, as you do, spitting spent gobs of it out the window onto the motorway. When I arrived I pulled into the carpark and stepped out of the car straight onto a fresh, sticky gob of chewing gum. I couldn’t help thinking that The Boss played the best jokes.
As I approached the hospital I wondered what he had in store for me as reward for my lack of love and care for my dad.
Harry O'Neill
Sun 28th Oct 2012 20:54
John,
Back from Scotland (with a stiff neck and minor eye-op tomorrow)
You link minor misdemeanours with the more serious worry about your lack concerning your dad...They are not comparable really but the logical link is there.
This sort of highly personal `conscience` and fear of desert cannot really be appeased by Anthony`s hive instinct, or the survival of the species, as though humans are merely animals. Apart from our beloved families I really don`t think it matters a hoot to us that the solar system has a finite life, only when we are personally faced with the fin....The real realisation is that, in the end, there is no flight.
...and what comes after?...No amount of encouragement to `bear it for the good of the race` will wipe away that fear.
As I said: The strength of personal conscience is a good place from which to begin thinking of what life is all about.