…You know you want to
From the moment we each complete the epic journey from the amniotic confines within which our lives begin to the arms (loving or otherwise) of our primary caregivers, some common expectations and eventually social demands begin to trail our existence. We are expected to sit, grow teeth, walk, learn to hold a pencil, know the multiplication tables by heart, attend and graduate from a university, get a good job, buy a house/car and get married, all within specific periods of our lives. And this is without much regard to whether or not we have exclusive control or power over the course of these ‘achievements’. It is just ‘the way things are’.
Through life’s journey, each person pursues the attainment of all social, economic, religious, physiological and emotional components of human existence as it relates to their own immediate environment. I have found that the manner of pursuit, though varying from one man to the other can be so strong a force as to relegate one into a state of mere existence reminiscent of zombies, mindlessly and continuously chasing after what societal views say we ought to have, ought to do or ought to be.
Some had their fate determined from the day they were born-
“He is my only son, he must be a doctor”,
Some are pushed and prodded continuously by the comments of people whose approval they seek-
“Every week, you leave home to attend a friend’s wedding. When will I attend yours?”
Others are simply driven by their own personal desires.
“He thinks he is better than me because of all his money. I can make money too”
Before we know it, we are drafted into a frenzied race and the only driving force is a shallow desire to meet the demands of the world we live in, never once looking into the soul for deeper and more enduring purposes. Many follow the common life routine; never question the status quo and consistently conform to the local time table for human existence without exploring their individual uniqueness.
A great number exist without depth; they are and yet, are not, substituting true living for shallow existence. The reality of seemingly being left behind blurs visions of hope, occasioning a frantic grope in the dark for a chance to ‘get it all before it is too late’.
I weep for the generation that has lost its purpose, a people who have not truly lived. I want to live in a world where people stop and breathe for a while, away from all pressure and desperation. I want to meet people who dare to be different because they have discovered their own unique purpose and passion. I long for a world where little things do not go unnoticed; where people still hear the sweet chirping of birds and enjoy that brief moment when the wind blows through their hair.
I want to live in a world where people are aware that this present form of existence will not last forever. We would live each moment at its highest potential, soaking in all of life’s beauty and living for more than what the society demands. Then, we would have lived at least a little.