Just Think Over It

The Winner Is the One Who Refuses to Run “Everything is emptiness. Everything else, accidental. Emptiness brings peace to your loving. Everything else, disease. … Emptiness is what your soul wants.” — Rumi What if the race is only won by those who see its emptiness — and walk away? Why rush toward a finish line whose meaning you never examined? Why pour your life into a contest whose rules you did not write? It’s not just foolish — it is tragic, because the race was never yours to begin with. Think about it: the first cry of a baby sounds like a starter’s whistle for a massive, invisible contest. From that moment, everyone seems to be running — full tilt, blindly, as if the starter had whispered the rules into our ears. It is funny and tragic at the same time. Yes, our very beginning was a race: sperm fighting to be first. That biological sprint shaped a story for us, but it was never our choice. Most races after that — careers, promotions, comparisons, status ga...