The empty aspect of the world. Or, exchanging an aural metaphor for the visual: this world rings hollow. In tactile terms: it's slippery, flimsy. And it stinks because it's rotten. The food that supplies us has a limited shelf life and so do we. And it leaves a bad taste in our mouths. We speak of bitter experiences and of people who are embittered. But life can be sweet as well. You call your lady love 'sweetie.'
Related:
A Philosopher's Notes on Ecclesiastes, Chapters 1-2
A Philosopher's Notes on Ecclesiastes, Chapter 3
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