No one has ever figured out life.
They say everyone is learning on the way.
But learning to reach where?
To find some perfect way of living that frees us from suffering?
I don’t think so.
Maybe what we’re all searching for is a place where there’s no need to figure anything out. Maybe the very act of searching blinds us to the beauty of simply being.
We chase after a state that promises to erase all pain—only to discover that all we truly have is the journey itself.
And the journey, in its essence, demands no mastery.
So what are we trying to figure out life for?
To avoid discomfort? To run from suffering? Perhaps.
Because the human heart flinches from pain and longs for pleasure. But maybe the point isn't to reach somewhere pain-free. Maybe it's to feel full, courageously—without needing to fix everything.
I don’t have the answer. I’m a fellow traveler. I, too, am learning on the way. But please—don’t ask me why or for what.
Because I don’t know. And I doubt anyone ever has.
Life isn’t something to be taught. Because we don’t know what to teach—and we certainly don’t know whom.
But when we rest in the stillness of our inner Self—in the quiet miracle of existence— could that alone begin to heal us?
Could we find all the answers we were chasing?
Probably not.
Maybe life isn’t meant to be figured out—no matter how convincingly we perceive its ambiguity. The best we can do?
To embrace the gaps of Being. To awaken to the truth that none of us fully comprehend the depth of life—let alone solve its riddles.
So ask yourself: Are your “problems” truly a source of despair?
And what does despair even mean to you now?
It’s strange—how close we can come to grasping life, without ever holding it fully. We are the ones who get to die. And in that, we are also the ones who get to live.
So—smell the flowers. Gaze at the sky. Marvel at the sunrise, the fading dusk, and the patient starfield.
Let that wonder stir the questions in you. Let the questioning itself be the ecstasy of being alive.
This—this is the closest I’ve come to understanding life.
And I hope you go further. That you wander deeper. Because you’re alive.
Not dead.
And that’s reason enough to live fully.
Because we’re the ones who get to die.
Thanks for reading.
Jasir Ibrahim
From Beyond Silence