Day 157

500 Words, Day 157.

I admit I have no clue what I’m doing. That’s okay because I’m sure most of the world doesn’t know either. What they’re doing I mean. Why does that make it okay? Because I want to be like everyone else? Yes and no. I don’t want to be like anyone else, or everyone else, and I’m not, because I’m me and there’s no one in the world like me. Just like there’s no one like me though, there’s no one quite like you either, and in a way that makes us the same. We are both equally unique, as well as uniquely different, or special in other words. Some people think they’re better than others because they’re smarter, some because they’re richer or better-looking. All of these are just ways in which we fool ourselves. We are no better than the homeless person or the drug user on the street, and we are blessed in so many ways we can’t even begin to comprehend. The things we cry and complain about are things that other people can only wish to some day have or experience. Where would we be if we were in their shoes? Could we overcome the adversity they’ve faced in their lives? Maybe, but then again maybe not. We are all products of our environment, of nature as well as nurturing, or lack thereof. We owe a lot to our genes, and to the way we were raised, and to how much money our family was able to save up for our future. We get a better education and then feel like we’re better than illiterate kids in Africa who barely have money to eat. We don’t know how their struggles have made them strong. Am I saying they wouldn’t rather have our lives? I’m sure these families that live in poverty would give anything to live the lives we take for granted here. Does that mean that their lives are worthless though? Not their actual physical, or metaphysical, lives but the actual conditions of living their life? Is it not worth to live in those conditions? Of course we wouldn’t advise these people to kill themselves, we would hope they would continue on and move forward. Why though? Because we understand that life is valuable no matter what. A lot of times the people who are poor when it comes to material things are a lot richer than a lot of people who have the resources to have everything they want when they want it, and to keep themselves entertained. Another person might be so inspired by their struggles that they might use that as motivation to fuel something amazing that will change the world. I’m sure that has happened many times before. So, are we lucky to live in comfort? Don’t get me wrong, I’m not giving up my material possessions any time soon. Maybe I’m not brave enough to go live a truly spiritual life, since I have my attachments. All I’m saying is, never forget that value comes from within, and not from any external possession or circumstance. We all have much to learn from the most unlikely people.

Appreciate you reading.