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Beyond Struggle

What is the first moment of struggle? Perhaps, world is manifestation of inner struggle. The first struggle begins in the moment of wishful future: a struggle from being to becoming. All wars are invented to assuage inner struggles, however, inner peace cannot be achieved in the language of struggle or through the language of struggle. If goal of being is struggle to survive like Charles Darwin hypothesised; struggle to reach on top in the competition of name, game, and fame; struggle for fickle identity; struggle against present; struggle for the nostalgic glory of history; struggle for unknown future; struggle for moralising possibility of justice and development; struggle for peace, virtue, and morality; struggle all too struggle; then, can there be peace in the language and through the language of struggle? 


You may argue in favour of dialectics to justify antagonist binary of thesis and anti-thesis like Hegel and Marx did; the struggle between two autonomous-opposite ideas for the sublation and transformation, from being to becoming. The circular game of struggle, which appears in our mind, makes a strong case to despair and despise the moment passing through here and now. You may argue for change like many poets of power and morals do. You may behave like a pretentious artist, struggling to convince the world at large to dream something far distant, for strange and unfamiliar landscape; nevertheless, the moment is changing without being noticed its unique possibilities. 


Life is struggle; this amusing affirmation is everywhere; from mythical epics to the poetry of power-hungry sophistry of ordinary souls; they're struggling within their own consciousness and imposing their own struggles as the goal of humanity. For them, Buddha is too idealist to embrace. This is the place from thereon the language of power, cleverness, and realpolitik is propagated, and struggle is portrayed as heroic possibility for future. The first leap of emancipation is knowing self and non-self. The clouds of anxiety is the language of future. From Platonist world of ideas to Christian kingdom of heaven, and from Kantian transcendental morality to the language of hope in secular theology or Marxist anxiety of change; everywhere, a consciousness of past and movement of emancipatory future are imagined. At what cost? Present is always compromised; life is always forgotten; the best and blissful nights are available to those who are living within moment, without anxiety of a distant future. Those, who are better historians of ideas know this truth.

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