Monday, April 13, 2009

Miscommunication

Someday when we all grow up, we realize that most of the time our childhood fantasies of being a fireman, or a veterinarian lady, or a cop-iece-man, all of these things tend to seem so innocent. These fleeting notions of being big and strong if we eat all of our vegetables, drink all our milk, finish all the food on our plate, play extra long, be extra good for our parents... Most of the time we think that these are the things that make adult life the best. You don't have to eat your vegetables, because you used them all up when you were 5. you don't have to drink all your milk, or drink any at all, because you develope what you learn to be "lactose intolerance". All these things... And yet we always want to be what we were, or what we would have been.

"grass is always greener"

Its ironic that most of the time, we say that we are one thing, when in fact we are most definitely and obviously the opposite. When we claim to be holy, to be pure of thought and action, to have no ill will towards our fellow neighbors...

This is a personal farse to fool ourselves that we are indeed righteous. That we deserve everything that we get regardless of how much work we do to get what we are given. In fact, it is these people, who believe that everything is to be handed to them on a silver platter who should watch for themselves. One day, when the money runs out and the plate is empty, and there is no one to fill the wallet or the food dish, what will they do then? When there is no one to fuel that need for whatever it is drives you, what will you do but crawl in your own filth, because there is no one to clean up after your incessant messes. That is what will happen to those of us who care not about making our own way in this world. Who do nothing for themselves and expect all from everyone. That's how it is. All is well that ends well. And those of us who work, who suffer for our own means and wants, we go to sleep every night thinking to ourselves, "yes, this is indeed mine, and I did a good job earning it. Because I worked for this, these things and this place that I have, I truly deserve it. I am happy. I will be able to make myself happy forever". Those who can do for themselves do not need to be weighted down with the baggage of others who care not for anything but themselves and their own selfish ways.

And that's what's up.

"It is better to suffer a hard day's work to provide an honest meal than to sit at someone else's table, because regardless of how satiated you become, you are still a meager beggar."

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