We are born having nothing in this world. We belong to people whom are our parents. We learn the value or we think we learn the value of life when someone close dies. When my father died I couldn’t grasp the concept of death. I couldn’t understand how one minute someone is here and the next is gone. Gone where? How? How is it possible? How is it possible not to breath?
We all know life is precious but don’t really understand it. Well at least it got me when I got to experience it for myself. It made me feel out of balance like floating in the air. It’s like a description of morphine in James Lee Burke book Creole Belle “A morphine dream has neither walls nor a ceiling nor a floor.” I wasn’t either here nor there. However, nothing lasts everything pass happy or sad moments.
I see myself and others wasting time. The way we waste time is worry about things that don’t matter. For example, I worry about what others think. What others think it’s not my business. It’s a waste time to worry about what others think because I can never change what they think of me. I can never change what they say about me either.
I can go out of my way to please people but they can turn around and badmouth me. It’s pointless to worry about it and it’s a waste of my time and energy. We waste time in feeling sorry for ourselves instead of creating. I can be a victim and blame others for my own life. I can sit and cry my eyes out because I don’t have this or that.
I can compare my life to others and cry that I don’t have the same things. However, no one will ever give me anything unless I get it for myself. I am not a three year old where I need my parents to give me food. I need to go and make my own plate of food. What does your life worth to you? Are you going to sit at home and feel sorry for yourself or go and do something?
Are you going to cry about not having things or go and create it? Life really is one minute you are here the next you are not. What are you going to do with your life? Maybe it’s too bigger question….? I don’t want to waste another minute of my life on things that don’t matter. I want to create and create. I am not talking about a creation out of the proportion.
Everyone has their own dreams and desires. I hope. I want to create and move…