So many different things have been on my mind lately that I’ve been wanting to really say something about (meaning, of course, write something about) that they’ve gotten me to a point of a rather jumbled, confused tone on what seems to be a Frankenstein’s monster-like concept mashup. (Yes, even the description falls into that category.)
“Well, sort through it and speak your mind,” I hear you, my imaginary audience, say.
“But—" I start to whine, then stop, quickly reminding myself how much I hate to hear whining.
That’s part of the problem, though—not the whining, I can keep that under control, most of the time—the wading through all of life’s noise and being able to articulate its effect on me in pieces. Because let’s face it, life doesn’t come at you one event at a time. When something happens—good or bad—the rest of the world doesn’t stop so you can acknowledge it and assess the impact. Life doesn’t stop for anything – until it finally does, at which point it’s really not to help us be able to slow down and tidy up emotionally.
This has been the prevailing topic for me lately, a thought at the back of my mind as I weave my way through the days of life both mundane and exciting. (And they really can be both, can’t they?) It’s so simplistic, it may sound naïve or childish. And some of you may think I’ve fallen and hit my head on something hard or become the victim of some cult. But when you break things down to the most basic way of looking at them, life is short and unpredictable. Why is it that we, the supposedly most intelligent creatures on Earth, have such a difficult time respecting and valuing life? Everyone’s life is finite. So, we’re all in the same boat (as living beings). And this is where everything starts.
I don’t understand why it’s supposedly human nature to dominate others, to push those who are weaker, to take advantage of those less intelligent, to take things from people simply because we want them too, to fight and kill others because they have a different ideology from ours…That last one, of course, those who know me well enough will (probably shake their heads and wonder why my parents didn’t just have me brainwashed by a specific religion when I was younger) recognize as one of (yes, Christopher, one of) the most baffling topics for me. And I suppose the other traits could be argued as simple animal instincts (even though we’re supposed to be so much better than animals), but to devise ways to see each other as different...And as such, of course someone has to be better, someone has to be right.
It just seems pointless to spend the short amount of time we have here worrying about, or trying to change, fight and destroy what someone else believes if it doesn’t happen to align with what we do. And that can’t be argued by comparing us to other animals. It’s not about survival or any sort of physical threat. It’s our choice to perceive things as we do. And I think it’s sad that one of the prime examples of how great our minds are is also what causes so many problems for us in the world. Are human beings too complex to ever really know peace? Do we over think (and “under feel”) things?
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