Sunday, 26 April 2015

We Are Not Human.

We complain too much to see the brighter side of things. We are infected by this first world epidemic of focusing too much on what we have lost or what we don't have, that we forget on a consistent basis just how much we do have.

We hear about this all the time. We know the solution-- just be grateful, stop complaining.

But why is it that every time we try to reach for the solution, we are once again injected by the foul serum of entitlement? We are not entitled, we are privileged. We weren't supposed to be better off, we think we are, only because everyone else is worse off than we are.

No, this world was not created to be cruel, but nowadays the sad truth is that we must first experience the negative before we can even conceive of a possible source of "the better". It disappoints many to know that we cannot open our eyes to the good until we have suffered the worst.

We are a first world society of people who claim to care, but turn the other cheek when called upon to make a difference. We want to be acknowledged, but we fail to give compassion and sympathy to others because we think that the world revolves around us. We think we know better. We think we have everything.

In reality, we need to realize that we have nothing. We do not know anything. None of our knowledge is full proof because as much as we think we know, the only thing we can be certain about is that we are alive today, and that yesterday has passed. We are not powerful, we are bounded by the unpredictability that encompasses the future and present. We may be living in the present, but there is so much we do not know about, and yet we think we have mastered this planet we have resided on since the beginning of time. We think we know what we've been through, but we have no right to say that we do, because even our memories falter.

We glorify the so called "truths" that satisfy us and mask the actual truths that hurt. We praise the aesthetically pleasing, and deny the different if it does not match up. We try to be unique, but we are always the same.

We are human, but deny that fact every day. We only accept it when we do not wish to be blamed, but forget about it the moment we are praised for our "otherworldly" abilities.

We are human. Everyone is, so why don't we act like we are?

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