Purport of Life

I still don’t know in what it consists for me. Sure, I have the general picture. This picture is a big jigsaw puzzle, which I’m to assemble. Its many parts are already open, more parts – still remain undiscovered. All of us assemble puzzles, over which we cheerfully sweated in the childhood. Try and remember how you did it for the first time. It was difficult to assemble that little picture, which would seem elementary now for sure. Who was helping you at that time? Do you remember that person? Probably, not. It’s so, because after that time you must have assembled all by yourself a great deal of more difficult, complex puzzles… First – toy jigsaw puzzles, after – puzzles of behavior models, then – school-puzzles, college-puzzles, occupation-puzzles.

When seeing before the eyes a huge tangled pile of tiny, unintelligible colorful pieces, it’s completely hard to imagine that these pieces represent the parts of one large and integral picture. How to sort them out? The more it’s difficult, when you see that many pieces don’t match or even contradict one to other – I remember that feeling: it seems that something’s going wrong, it seems that someone intentionally mixed to one heap the elements which initially cannot be integral. It seems so, until such time comes when you suddenly understand that the pieces tally.

Something is going wrong in your life? Return to your childhood: try and remember for all that –who was that person who showed you a puzzle, who taught you to solve the first and the simplest, but at the same time – the most difficult puzzle in your life. Child puzzle. Look around: do you see this person? He has other face, habits, behavior, and age. But this is He. Ask him to help you again. He will help you for sure. But this time – don’t forget this person. And teach, at least, one child to solve puzzles – in the broad sense. But do it so, that the child won’t remember you. In so manner that he will think he has learnt it all by himself. His time hasn’t come yet.

The puzzle of puzzles is our life. Full of paradoxes, amazing, complicated in its simplicity and daily routine – this life seems impossible to be assembled to one integrated whole, at first glance. But… Take a look in the mirror right now! Here the whole picture is: it consists and personified in You. You represent the whole and integrated picture. You unit in yourself all the non-integrable pieces of your life. And this is only one variant, which shows that single necessary variant, which allows you to assemble any unsolvable at first glance task. You do live, don’t you? Well then, there is a whole picture. It will grow and mature with time, with time it will stop dead. And this is what other people will see. Your picture will become a part of their own puzzles, and they will keep on assembling it. They will be doing their own pictures.

Starting any project, it’s worth thinking about – what the picture will be like in result. Anyway, it won’t be down to the last detail like you intended it to be. It’s so, because there will be other people who will take part in assembling. And it’s very well, you know, at long last the picture may come out even better as you’d like it to be. Just find those people who like assembling puzzles. You will teach someone, someone will teach you. Your picture will be supplemented with puzzles, which you didn’t have, but which are indispensable to give birth to your picture. Picture is being changed by people. You – are the bearer of unique puzzles and pictures, which belong only to you. Share them: and the entire picture, which appears in result, will belong to you. Because, without your unique puzzle, this picture will cease to be. It owes you its life. Well, you can do without sharing your puzzles – less pictures you’ll have then. And your own pictures will be scant and incomplete: there always will be a couple of puzzles, which belong to others, but which are still vitally necessary for your picture.

Assembling your life part by part, I still don’t remember that person, who first taught me to assemble puzzles. But I long to recollect him. I hope, this will help me to assemble my own unique picture. I’d like that, having stopped once, this picture would become a puzzle for many people, who could assemble and transform it so, that the picture would never die and live forever.