It often becomes extremely aggravating when so many people have and continue to tell me that I waste my time pondering anything outside the confines of conventional "society". Like all I should ever worry about is paying my bills, building credit, getting degrees, holding on to "ball and chain" careers, go to church on every single Sunday (then live my life crappy the rest of the week) because these are the things expected of me and these things make me successful in life.
Yet none of them seem to be happy with their lives because they hardly understand how they affect themselves or others by the choices that they so selfishly and blindly make. They hate their jobs, neighbors, balance the checkbook or get away from their spouces by going to church (then live crappy the rest of the week). Years later they live alone, forgot about love, fun, excitement, etc... Feel sorry for themselves cause they feel as though they never really did anything with their "life", and simply accept it as FATE once they shut their eyes for the last time or become swarted just like a bug on a windshield, all because they believed in things that they were TOLD to believe.
I have no troubles with my apparent responsibilities... I gain most of my enjoyment from providing and tending to my family, educating myself in any way I please through extensive personal research, I play music in many fashions, create art in whatever manner I choose, multi-lingual/intelligent, I push both my mind and body to limits that I hardly could've contemplated when I was younger... All this and more is what I'm passing on to my offspring and those who ever know me. Overall, I am and always will be my biggest believer, since only I have bared witness to my own personal miracles. Evidently to me, I am evolving towards godliness...To the world, I am nothing... just another clone! I am never satisfied with the world around me and choose not to compete with anyone besides myself, this keeps me going and through all of my misery and pain and disbelief... I continue to believe in me, which gives me hope for the world around me, which gives me faith, then possibility of an endless nature and "life".
As long as I have that, then I will remain happy... With myself, with my life, and all I think I know! In their world, all of us are fools! In ours, they seem mindless. In mine, everyone and everything has its own potential and purpose... but it seems that it doesn't always relate to choice... It only seems as though it does. It may not matter! We may not be meant to figure all of this out, but nothing would really be fun if there weren't those that tried. And even if we did or could find the answers to every question we ever ask... What would remain? What would be next? What would we do with ourselves? Fade into nothingness and finally experience TRUE PEACE? Sounds like the only heaven I can think of!
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I try to think of everything only to find that I never KNOW anything!
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My favorite thing to question in the Universe... is ME!