Saturday, April 18, 2015

What I want in life

A lot of adults ask me what I want in life but are never satisfied with my answer.

Apparently the correct answer would be to *insert any lucrative occupation*.

Honestly, as long as I achieve what I want in life, I don't really care what I end up doing for a living. Life is not about money. Those who earn more spend more and those who earn less spend less. The sun rises and sets, the moon waxes and wanes; life goes on and people live, rich or poor.

People live and people die; they enjoy luxury and they suffer poverty but after having experienced either, I didn't feel any different. If you're not happy, you're not going to be happy either way and the same applies to happiness.

If you're sad in a Ferrarri, you're still sad. There is no difference.

We live our lives wanting to be accepted by others but most of these people can't even accept themselves.

What do I want in life?

I want to become unbreakable and radiant.
I want others to feel hope when they look at me.
I want to be kind and strong and unbreakable.

It matters not what I end up doing. To me this world is a transient thing anyway, as transient as the food that passes my gut and will be digested and removed tomorrow.

I want to live being honest to my feelings. I don't want to become those people who live life like frightened animals - basing every decision on a single fearful instinct to avoid pain; to avoid facing their own flaws and fear of having to acknowledge who they truly have become as people.

These people; I see them try to dispel their emotions by taking it out on other people and by becoming destructive.

I do not have the answers to the challenge of having been born human, but I would sooner let myself be broken apart over and over than to become a monster.

I just want to live and experience things. Is that an unacceptable expectation?
I want to be hurt and watch myself become stronger. I want to learn things and write about them.
I want to enjoy the weather on a good day. I want to laugh and cry and jump and dance.

No matter how painful a day has become, it doesn't change that the sun will rise regardless the morrow morn.

If something died today, something was also born.

We're all going to be just fine.

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