Vanity Karma

Ecclesiastes, the strangest book in the Bible, begins with a powerfully expressed argument that our life on earth is pointless, that we spend it working hard for vanity, for nothing better than vapor and then die and disappear into oblivion. Work for pleasure brings emptiness, says the speaker of the book, and seeking knowledge brings only greater frustration. The sun forever rises and sets, generations forever come and go, and there is nothing new under the sun. Vanity of vanities, cries the speaker. All is vanity! All is in vain.The power and eloquence with which this bleak view is explored, the beauty of the book's celebrated poem on time and seasons, the richness of the book's proverbial insights, and a refusal to settle for dogmatic platitudes have made Ecclesiastes a perennial classic. Hemingway, Tolstoy, and Melville, Orwell, Updike, and T.S. Eliot all drew from it. Shaw equated it with books by Shakespeare. Its lyrical To everything there is a season. . . became the much-loved song Turn! Turn! Turn! Thomas Wolfe wrote, I am not given to dogmatic judgments in the matter of literary creation, but if I had to make one, I could only say that Ecclesiastes is the greatest single piece of writing I have ever known, and the wisdom expressed in it the most lasting and profound. In the 1960s this wisdom profoundly moved a young Jewish American boy, starting him on a quest for meaning that led him to the Bhagavad-gita, India's quintessential text of spiritual wisdom.The Gita too begins with a collapse of meaning, as the warrior Arjuna finds himself at the brink of a war in which he must bear arms against his own teacher, family, and friends a war in which winning, he cries, would be worse than death.