Is pleasure meaningless

How can I be obsessed with a purpose in life that I consider rational? [closed]

I said to myself, "Come on now, I'll be happy to test you to see what's good." But that also turned out to be meaningless. “Laughing,” I said, “is madness. And what does the pleasure bring? “I tried to cheer myself with wine and embrace folly - my mind still guided me with wisdom. I wanted to see what is good for people to do under heaven in the few days of their lives.

I've done great projects: I've built houses and planted vineyards. I created gardens and parks and planted all kinds of fruit trees in them. I turned reservoirs into groves of trees in bloom. I bought male and female slaves and had other slaves born in my house. I also owned more flocks and flocks than anyone in Jerusalem before me. I collected silver and gold for myself and the treasure of the kings and provinces. I acquired male and female singers and also a harem - the joys of a man's heart. I became far taller than anyone in Jerusalem before me. In all of this my wisdom stayed with me.

I didn't refuse anything my eyes wanted; I did not deny pleasure to my heart. My heart rejoiced in all of my work, and this was the reward for all of my efforts.

But when I surveyed everything my hands had done and what I had achieved, it was all meaningless, a chase for the wind; Nothing was won under the sun.

Then I turned my mind to reflect on wisdom and also on madness and folly. What can the king's successor do more than what has already been done?

I have seen that wisdom is better than folly, just as light is better than darkness.

The wise have eyes in their heads, while the fool walks in the dark; but I realized that the same fate overtook them both.

Then I said to myself:

“The fool's fate will overtake me too. Then what do I gain when I am wise? “I said to myself," That too is meaningless. "

For the wise, like the fool, will not be long remembered; The days have already come when both were forgotten. Like the fool, the wise must die too!

So I hated life because the work being done under the sun was very painful for me. Everything is meaningless, a chase for the wind. I hated all the things I'd worked for under the sun because I had to leave them to whoever came after me. And who knows if that person will be wise or stupid? Yet they will be in control of all the fruits of my labor in which I have put my efforts and skills under the sun. That too is meaningless. So my heart began to despair over all of my arduous work under the sun. Because a person can work with wisdom, knowledge and ability, and then he has to leave everything he has to someone else who has not bothered to do so. That too is meaningless and a great misfortune. What do people get for all the trouble and fearful pursuit with which they work under the sun? All of her days are her work of sorrow and grief; Even at night, her thoughts do not rest. That too is meaningless.

There is nothing better a man can do than eat and drink and find satisfaction in his own work. I see that this is also out of the hand of God, for who can eat or find pleasure without him? God gives wisdom, knowledge and happiness to the person who pleases him, but he gives the sinner the task of gathering wealth and keeping it to hand it over to the one who pleases God. That too is meaningless, a chase for the wind. Ecclesiastes 2: 1-26