The ceaseless and purposeless motion in the world is tiresome to observers. The writer cannot even verbalize just how tiresome it all is. Wherever his eyes turn the same sad situation can be observed. Listen though he may to the instructions of professed teachers, man makes no real advance in knowledge of the mysteries in which he is caught up. No one can really explain why the world seems filled with such frantic, yet fruitless action (1:8). What has been asserted regarding
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