Re: Muslims occupy Europe
Of course this is true, but that leads me to ask... Why were we given this form, this culture, this language and this history we call Armenian, even though we are humans and are part of a greater mankind? Why can we be so passionate and curious about our culture? Why do we consider that some elements in our world are "enemies"?
Do we feel better only by seeking psychological answers that explain how we approach ourselves this way, historical answers that reveal the truth of our perishability in the longrun?
Or do we feel better by recognizing these cultural ideas as real and not ephemerial, as the basis and purpose of life itself on Earth for us. I think it is through this later motivation that we find the energy to leave our mark for generations to come, so they can remember it as legends. There is something magical about this. Each time, the storyteller adds his own life's wonders and participates in a tradition which transcends the limitations of his pending death.
Thanks to this, history has an object of study. Children and adults alike have heros to revere and consider. And language provides the string that ties this fabric cultural realm to all the people in a community. This fabric is made by us, yet we make it real. We know it perishes if we let it, and that's why we don't want to fade away needlessly. Why is it, afterall, that even monks who seek experiences of relinquishing the ephemeral condition of the self, end up creating their own scholarly or ritual traditions to pass on.
So this must be why there are Armenians, Germans, Turks and Chinese. Our golden ages and empires can crumble, but the core from which they sprang from is the same core, the same tradition that begot us. That's the situation, and what we do with it is up to ourselves.
Originally posted by ara87
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Do we feel better only by seeking psychological answers that explain how we approach ourselves this way, historical answers that reveal the truth of our perishability in the longrun?
Or do we feel better by recognizing these cultural ideas as real and not ephemerial, as the basis and purpose of life itself on Earth for us. I think it is through this later motivation that we find the energy to leave our mark for generations to come, so they can remember it as legends. There is something magical about this. Each time, the storyteller adds his own life's wonders and participates in a tradition which transcends the limitations of his pending death.
Thanks to this, history has an object of study. Children and adults alike have heros to revere and consider. And language provides the string that ties this fabric cultural realm to all the people in a community. This fabric is made by us, yet we make it real. We know it perishes if we let it, and that's why we don't want to fade away needlessly. Why is it, afterall, that even monks who seek experiences of relinquishing the ephemeral condition of the self, end up creating their own scholarly or ritual traditions to pass on.
So this must be why there are Armenians, Germans, Turks and Chinese. Our golden ages and empires can crumble, but the core from which they sprang from is the same core, the same tradition that begot us. That's the situation, and what we do with it is up to ourselves.
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