Love of all things human is a curious paradox. We ignore people that are right in front of our eyes. Those that we want and value and run after the most. All of a sudden, we are consumed with that one we don't have that we were not supposed to have since they are gone. But what about those thousands and millions of people that we DO have? We lose loves, people, and objects we care about because we are so consumed with something we lost that was not ours to begin with.
So let's keep ignoring and taking for granted the ones that are here; day in day out in the pits burning in hell for us while we don't even give a second look to them. So let's just keep wondering what could have, would have been while we have all these wonderful things that are happening right in front of our eyes that we are letting pass by. Let's keep doing all that, let's see how many we find standing by our sides because everyone has someone else who can give them something we cannot. I know, I for one am tired of being second in line. It may be human nature to want what has been lost. It's also human nature to know that you've got something special and sometimes you've just gotta hold on tight because nothing lasts forever. No one knows that better than me. Holding is not my best quality. I intend to take this lesson to heart. Time to ride the wave…High.
Let's talk about who is right and who is wrong. Let's talk about what we need to do in order to succeed in this world. What is the right thing to do? What is the proper way of living? Surely someone must know. Surely someone must have cracked the code. Then I enter a room full of people piercing me with their eyes, telling me what is wrong with me. People who think they have figured out the secret of life. People who know how to live the perfect life and now they are ready to impart their wisdom on me. This is the secret to life; everything that you are not, and they are. If only we understood it, this crazy world would make so much more sense; it would be so much more peaceful. Don't you think? I think so. I stop. Look around. Do you see what this is? Do you understand it the way others understand it? Everyone understands it differently. Is it not true that my reality and my truth is different then yours. Then how can it be that my life's purpose is the same as yours? So, if my life's purpose is different than yours then how can I judge you on any action according to my purpose? How can I judge you according to the truths that I hold ultimate? It's not fair to you and it's not fair to me either. Let's me fair to everyone, how does that sound? I like it when people are fair to me, and not so judgy. Don't you?
My son's fascination and fear of animals says so much about human nature it's amazes me. Our fear of everything we don't understand. He's afraid of them yet they intrigue him. They interest him. He is in awe of them. He would learn of them and learn so much from them if only he didn't have such unfounded fear. Thank God for books, Am I right? I make up stories and scenarios to help him along. I'm hoping that as he grows older his interest in these creatures will bring him out of the fear but his cautious personality and just in general being fearful of everything has taught him to think hard and long before getting close to or explore anything he doesn't understand.
It's not just him. It doesn't seem to be just my son. That is how us humans function. Some would argue that if we didn't have the cautious nature, and that we didn't have the natural ability of wanting to stay away from everything that we find threatening and dangerous we wouldn't have made it as far as we have as a species. A completely valid argument, none the less we have this fear not just for animals and for species that we are Unfamiliar with, but we feel this way about our own kind. I'll stick with my son's example. He's a very cautious little boy. He will not eat anything he has not seen, touched, smelled and tested before. He will not talk to anyone he has not seen, met, and is extremely comfortable with. If you ask him for a hug, oh gosh…that is just the most difficult task, even for us, let alone for a half stranger. When it's time to make friends he applies the same kind of logic. Be cautious. Judge, ask questions, look carefully, what is that on his/her clothes? Why do they dress that way? Look that way? I don't want this here? I don't like it. He is super picky. We all are whether we like to admit it or not. We want our friends to be like us. So we gravitate towards people like us. It's animals in a herd. All side by side in their own groups scared of the other, hunting the other without knowing why. Oh did I comparing us humans to animals? How dare I? Oh but I dare. Go to any "international" gathering and herds of international people being national. Very few minglers. You'll find them. Very few. Awkward minglers I'd like to ad. I know, I'm one of them. You try to go around and talk to different people and you get *looks*. Sometimes you want to throw in the towel and just sit in with your own herd but then I think of my kid and his fascination with animals and how scared he is of them. And how I tell him stories about not everything that looks different is scary. And that we won't know until we try. I want my children to be explorers. I want them to have a variety of experiences and that's not going happen by me sitting on the sidelines. Ah…did I just compare us humans to animals again? How dare I.