How to be happy though human / by W. Béran Wolfe.
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important problem of values. If you have been troubled
with a doubt about the whence and the whither and the
why of human existence—and there is hardly a man
or woman who has not at some time f^ced this problem—
it may encourage you to know that these problems are
not soluble for the very reason that human thought is
one of the tools to help us in our adjustment, and is not
suited, and never will be suited, for the examination of
the reason or purpose of our existence.
The Misuse of Mind
When you use your thought processes, which were
designed to help you build your house, find your mate,
choose your vocation, or escape your enemies, to
investigate the origin of time and space or the beginning
of life, the possibility of immortality or reincarnation, or
if you use your brain in an attempt to determine whether
the hen preceded the egg, or whether man was created
before woman, or to solve any other similarly fatuous and
vain riddle, you are prostituting your thought to a false
end. The architect does not build his house with the
draughting pencil with which he drew up the plans.
You cannot pave a street with a darning needle, and you
cannot dig a trench with a surgeon’s scalpel. Neither can
you answer the riddles of the cosmos, using human
thought as a tool. To misuse thought to these ends is to
divorce it from its one and only true purpose, the adjust¬
ment of man to the vicissitudes of life on this planet.
As we showed in a previous chapter, the moment you
make a goal out of an instrument you not only destroy
the tool but also paralyse the original function which the
tool might have served.
We live because we are alive, and living is the one and
only goal of life. Those who are afraid to live the full
and good life often attempt to cloak their own cowardice
with an immature cynicism that deprecates life in its
entirety. The shabby, we might almost say obscene,
spectacle of man, so puny, so impotent, so stupid that