If humans could see their own place in the universe, they would realize their own insignificance. The universe, space, the world, and millions of other worlds we know nothing about… When talking about this, humans do not deny it and can say, “How small we are.” They cannot help but wonder, “Is there any other creature whose reason for creation is so meaningful?”
Some say we were created for a reward or punishment, others attribute it to chance… Some even say, “Did I ask for this?”… Some say, “Life is beautiful”… From those who say, “We are alive despite everything,” to those who say, “I don’t understand anything about my life”… Throughout our lives, we have said at least one or a few of these things at different times or in different emotional states…
Humans can be beings who live every moment to the fullest or who can waste every moment. Everything created in life has a meaning. Everything between heaven and earth has a reason for its creation, and all these creations are interconnected. Each fulfills at least one need of another. Remove one, and the entire system collapses. It all comes back to humans. And you realize that everything was created to keep humans alive. One of the strangest things is that humans can interfere with almost everything that has been created. They can make paper from trees, pots and pans from iron, even weapons… You realize that humans truly walk the earth like viceroys. There is a human being on this world with such authority and power. Looking at it this way, I tell myself that I have been given quite a lot of responsibility. I don’t know about you, but someone has entrusted me with this responsibility. Both power and the intelligence to use that power have been given to me. Everything that has been created has been made to submit to me…
When I send my son to the market, I ask him, “What did you do with the money I gave you?” When I give my employee a task, I can ask him a week later, “What did you do with that project?” Even when I buy my wife a gift, I can ask her, “Why aren’t you using it?” While I can demand accountability for such small things from everyone, I can live as if I will never be held accountable for all the power and authority given to me.
Everything has been made to submit to me, and everything has been created for me, yet I can believe that this is without accountability. How long will this delusion last?… Perhaps a lifetime… But I can say this for certain: I think I will be asked, “When everything has been made to submit to me, to whom have you submitted?”
I want to know the value of time and what I have before that moment comes…