The Kid from Left Field
Recent interactions in relationships have led me to the question:
What, if anything, do we really own?
And the only answer I can come up with that is worth a shit is our life. Our existence, or very ability to be, is the only thing in life we can control. For the most part, we can choose to stay alive or die, to prosper or fail. I'm not talking about financial prosperity or our status in society, I'm talking about how we view our own life. How we approach and solve the mostly meaningless problems we approach everyday? Do we let them bother us to the point of being miserable or do we deal with them and move on? I think our biggest problem blocking us from true happiness is our willingness to trust other people. People, as a whole, will let you down, without exception. Disagree? Prove it. There is not one person, who are some point has let you down. An artist changing direction. A marriage divorcing. A friend dying. These, while some uncontrollable are still a let down. Death of a friend, death of a relationship, as horrible and unavoidable as they seem, are still nothing more than a glorified disappointment. That doesn't make these things any less meaningful, but there are what they are, disappointments.
They should change those banners in elementary schools from "Don't be afraid to shoot for the moon, even if you miss you'll land among the stars" and "Don't ever stop dreaming" to something that is actually true, and will prepare a kid for real life like "There is no such thing as true friendship, everyone is in it for themselves". Or, "Life isn't nearly as exciting as movies and stories make it out to be". But, perhaps the most important is also the most simple:
You will be disappointed.
and now? To add to your disappointment:
Oh.
I'm in love with a ghost.
I'm never sure when she is there.
I'm never sure.
I would die for an addiction.
Glorified longing for satisfaction.
And my greed filled interaction
between self and selfless.
Long and longing
adrift and belonging.
Where is my happy ending?
The most beautiful phrase
a human can utter
is
"I'd give my life"
because it's the only thing
we truly own
and no figure living in the sky
or under the ground
can change the deed to which we adhere.
Our life is ours to disappear.
And I plan to do so.
What, if anything, do we really own?
And the only answer I can come up with that is worth a shit is our life. Our existence, or very ability to be, is the only thing in life we can control. For the most part, we can choose to stay alive or die, to prosper or fail. I'm not talking about financial prosperity or our status in society, I'm talking about how we view our own life. How we approach and solve the mostly meaningless problems we approach everyday? Do we let them bother us to the point of being miserable or do we deal with them and move on? I think our biggest problem blocking us from true happiness is our willingness to trust other people. People, as a whole, will let you down, without exception. Disagree? Prove it. There is not one person, who are some point has let you down. An artist changing direction. A marriage divorcing. A friend dying. These, while some uncontrollable are still a let down. Death of a friend, death of a relationship, as horrible and unavoidable as they seem, are still nothing more than a glorified disappointment. That doesn't make these things any less meaningful, but there are what they are, disappointments.
They should change those banners in elementary schools from "Don't be afraid to shoot for the moon, even if you miss you'll land among the stars" and "Don't ever stop dreaming" to something that is actually true, and will prepare a kid for real life like "There is no such thing as true friendship, everyone is in it for themselves". Or, "Life isn't nearly as exciting as movies and stories make it out to be". But, perhaps the most important is also the most simple:
You will be disappointed.
and now? To add to your disappointment:
Oh.
I'm in love with a ghost.
I'm never sure when she is there.
I'm never sure.
I would die for an addiction.
Glorified longing for satisfaction.
And my greed filled interaction
between self and selfless.
Long and longing
adrift and belonging.
Where is my happy ending?
The most beautiful phrase
a human can utter
is
"I'd give my life"
because it's the only thing
we truly own
and no figure living in the sky
or under the ground
can change the deed to which we adhere.
Our life is ours to disappear.
And I plan to do so.
posted by The Looney Bin at
11:52 PM
2 Comments:
I agree. Things aren't nearly as easy as they seemed.
Sometimes it seems to me that it would make more sense to live life backwards. We'd know not to take our health, our friends or our time for granted. We'd know what decisions to make.
I try to take an approach to life like "Well, I'm a bunch of molecules. I could've been a rock. I'm glad I'm not just a rock."
I suppose you can't enjoy the sun until you've spent the whole night without it.
"Nobody told me there'd be days like these."
Well written article.
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