People might think this sounds serious. I think it is, but I also feel that it is not as serious as what most people will think. We humans are social creatures. We need to live together, interact with each other and basically, especially now, we depend on each other everyday of our lives. So, there is a strong tendency for one to assume the norm, to be part of the society that it feeds off. We become depend, very depend to the society that we suppose create to give ourselves a better living. Weird isn't it?
There seems to be this hidden set of standards that if you don't achieve them, you are not a part of the society. Life never seems to be mine, but seemingly to belong to part of a society that truly owes my existence. Do I really have a say in my life? Knowledge has given humans too much power that they do not know how to control it, and its drastically killing one another rapidly.
My life is not mine, but the result of many others, million of others, billions of others. My death is not under my control, just as my birth was. Saying that I have control over my life is rather utopia, certainly unrealistic to a large extent. I can only influence that small range of events that are already given to me. Still, I want to get out of the box, which never really seemed to existence. An imaginary box, a comfort zone that people are addicted to, that they think is a protection around themselves. I need my space, my freedom, my existence. Only so will death be a true calling when I am done with my time here.
There seems to be this hidden set of standards that if you don't achieve them, you are not a part of the society. Life never seems to be mine, but seemingly to belong to part of a society that truly owes my existence. Do I really have a say in my life? Knowledge has given humans too much power that they do not know how to control it, and its drastically killing one another rapidly.
My life is not mine, but the result of many others, million of others, billions of others. My death is not under my control, just as my birth was. Saying that I have control over my life is rather utopia, certainly unrealistic to a large extent. I can only influence that small range of events that are already given to me. Still, I want to get out of the box, which never really seemed to existence. An imaginary box, a comfort zone that people are addicted to, that they think is a protection around themselves. I need my space, my freedom, my existence. Only so will death be a true calling when I am done with my time here.
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