第 12 节
作者:雨来不躲      更新:2021-02-20 15:53      字数:9322
  these people accepted illness and sorrow without any perplexity or
  opposition; and with a quiet and firm conviction that all is good。
  In contradistinction to us; who the wiser we are the less we
  understand the meaning of life; and see some evil irony in the fact
  that we suffer and die; these folk live and suffer; and they
  approach death and suffering with tranquillity and in most cases
  gladly。  In contrast to the fact that a tranquil death; a death
  without horror and despair; is a very rare exception in our circle;
  a troubled; rebellious; and unhappy death is the rarest exception
  among the people。  and such people; lacking all that for us and for
  Solomon is the only good of life and yet experiencing the greatest
  happiness; are a great multitude。  I looked more widely around me。
  I considered the life of the enormous mass of the people in the
  past and the present。  And of such people; understanding the
  meaning of life and able to live and to die; I saw not two or
  three; or tens; but hundreds; thousands; and millions。  and they
  all  endlessly different in their manners; minds; education; and
  position; as they were  all alike; in complete contrast to my
  ignorance; knew the meaning of life and death; laboured quietly;
  endured deprivations and sufferings; and lived and died seeing
  therein not vanity but good。
  And I learnt to love these people。  The more I came to know
  their life; the life of those who are living and of others who are
  dead of whom I read and heard; the more I loved them and the easier
  it became for me to live。  So I went on for about two years; and a
  change took place in me which had long been preparing and the
  promise of which had always been in me。  It came about that the
  life of our circle; the rich and learned; not merely became
  distasteful to me; but lost all meaning in my eyes。  All our
  actions; discussions; science and art; presented itself to me in a
  new light。  I understood that it is all merely self…indulgence; and
  the to find a meaning in it is impossible; while the life of the
  whole labouring people; the whole of mankind who produce life;
  appeared to me in its true significance。  I understood that *that*
  is life itself; and that the meaning given to that life is true:
  and I accepted it。
  XI
  And remembering how those very beliefs had repelled me and had
  seemed meaningless when professed by people whose lives conflicted
  with them; and how these same beliefs attracted me and seemed
  reasonable when I saw that people lived in accord with them; I
  understood why I had then rejected those beliefs and found them
  meaningless; yet now accepted them and found them full of meaning。
  I understood that I had erred; and why I erred。  I had erred not so
  much because I thought incorrectly as because I lived badly。  I
  understood that it was not an error in my thought that had hid
  truth from me as much as my life itself in the exceptional
  conditions of epicurean gratification of desires in which I passed
  it。  I understood that my question as to what my life is; and the
  answer  and evil  was quite correct。  The only mistake was that
  the answer referred only to my life; while I had referred it to
  life in general。  I asked myself what my life is; and got the
  reply: An evil and an absurdity。  and really my life  a life of
  indulgence of desires  was senseless and evil; and therefore the
  reply; 〃Life is evil and an absurdity〃; referred only to my life;
  but not to human life in general。  I understood the truth which I
  afterwards found in the Gospels; 〃that men loved darkness rather
  than the light; for their works were evil。  For everyone that doeth
  ill hateth the light; and cometh not to the light; lest his works
  should be reproved。〃  I perceived that to understand the meaning of
  life it is necessary first that life should not be meaningless and
  evil; then we can apply reason to explain it。  I understood why I
  had so long wandered round so evident a truth; and that if one is
  to think and speak of the life of mankind; one must think and speak
  of that life and not of the life of some of life's parasites。  That
  truth was always as true as that two and two are four; but I had
  not acknowledged it; because on admitting two and two to be four I
  had also to admit that I was bad; and to feel myself to be good was
  for me more important and necessary than for two and two to be
  four。  I came to love good people; hated myself; and confessed the
  truth。  Now all became clear to me。
  What if an executioner passing his whole life in torturing
  people and cutting off their heads; or a hopeless drunkard; or a
  madman settled for life in a dark room which he has fouled and
  imagines that he would perish if he left  what if he asked
  himself: 〃What is life?〃  Evidently he could not other reply to
  that question than that life is the greatest evil; and the madman's
  answer would be perfectly correct; but only as applied to himself。
  What if I am such a madman?  What if all we rich and leisured
  people are such madmen? and I understood that we really are such
  madmen。  I at any rate was certainly such。
  And indeed a bird is so made that it must fly; collect food;
  and build a nest; and when I see that a bird does this I have
  pleasure in its joy。  A goat; a hare; and a wolf are so made that
  they must feed themselves; and must breed and feed their family;
  and when they do so I feel firmly assured that they are happy and
  that their life is a reasonable one。  then what should a man do?
  He too should produce his living as the animals do; but with this
  difference; that he will perish if he does it alone; he must obtain
  it not for himself but for all。  And when he does that; I have a
  firm assurance that he is happy and that his life is reasonable。
  But what had I done during the whole thirty years of my responsible
  life?  Far from producing sustenance for all; I did not even
  produce it for myself。  I lived as a parasite; and on asking
  myself; what is the use of my life? I got the reply: 〃No use。〃  If
  the meaning of human life lies in supporting it; how could I  who
  for thirty years had been engaged not on supporting life but on
  destroying it in myself and in others  how could I obtain any
  other answer than that my life was senseless and an evil? 。。。 It
  was both senseless and evil。
  The life of the world endures by someone's will  by the life
  of the whole world and by our lives someone fulfills his purpose。
  To hope to understand the meaning of that will one must first
  perform it by doing what is wanted of us。  But if I will not do
  what is wanted of me; I shall never understand what is wanted of
  me; and still less what is wanted of us all and of the whole world。
  If a naked; hungry beggar has been taken from the cross…roads;
  brought into a building belonging to a beautiful establishment;
  fed; supplied with drink; and obliged to move a handle up and down;
  evidently; before discussing why he was taken; why he should move
  the handle; and whether the whole establishment is reasonably
  arranged  the begger should first of all move the handle。  If he
  moves the handle he will understand that it works a pump; that the
  pump draws water and that the water irrigates the garden beds; then
  he will be taken from the pumping station to another place where he
  will gather fruits and will enter into the joy of his master; and;
  passing from lower to higher work; will understand more and more of
  the arrangements of the establishment; and taking part in it will
  never think of asking why he is there; and will certainly not
  reproach the master。
  So those who do his will; the simple; unlearned working folk;
  whom we regard as cattle; do not reproach the master; but we; the
  wise; eat the master's food but do not do what the master wishes;
  and instead of doing it sit in a circle and discuss: 〃Why should
  that handle be moved?  Isn't it stupid?〃  So we have decided。  We
  have decided that the master is stupid; or does not exist; and that
  we are wise; only we feel that we are quite useless and that we
  must somehow do away with ourselves。
  XII
  The consciousness of the error in reasonable knowledge helped
  me to free myself from the temptation of idle ratiocination。  the
  conviction that knowledge of truth can only be found by living led
  me to doubt the rightness of my life; but I was saved only by the
  fact that I was able to tear myself from my exclusiveness and to
  see the real life of the plain working people; and to understand
  that it alone is real life。  I understood that if I wish to
  understand life and its meaning; I must not live the life of a
  parasite; but must live a real life; and  taking the meaning
  given to live by real humanity and merging myself in that life
  verify it。
  During that time this is what happened to me。  During that
  whole year; when I was asking mysel