Why am I here?
What is the big idea?
Who is responsible for my being?
Do they care at all about my fate, my feelings?
I ought to have a say if I want to be here or not?
What's the point to these many unending questions?
How many comfortable, rich or affluent people ask these above questions?
Looks to me like I am stuck in a circus cycle and my duty as a parent would be to make sure my offsprings too don't ask these ridiculous unending questions, at least not from the angle that warranted mine.
My frustrations boil down to a turbulent, roller-coaster relationship with the most powerful lady in the world. Her name is MONEY($£€¥). I have given her my all, yet her love eludes me. I have taken her on breakfast dates, lunch dates and dinner dates. I have treated her as a gentleman, as well as a bad boy, yet each strategy failed and she has refused to be mine.
Money gives you unlimited access, money gives you comfort, money makes sure you are treated with respect.
I have not been lucky with money, I know I have really tried, I am not patting my self on the back obviously because there hasn't been anything to show for "trying". But, would I be ranting if it were different? If I and money had been in an agreeable relationship? if I had all that access, all that comfort? Well, probably not.
Then again it is really hard to be sure if my unending quarrel with money is the reason I am such a deep thinker or this is just the way I was made.
LACKING makes you see things differently, puts things into perspective. What's important and what's not, it drives home the real meaning of IMPORTANCE. Water, food, electricity, serenity, health. Would I have been this observant, this mindful if I had it good? Uhm...that's not the point.
It's easy for some life's many mysteries to fly past you when money is in love with you. You dont give too much thoughts to fate, destiny, life after death, the meaning of life etc. Those thoughts are reserved for the poor and philosophers.
My frustrations may have been born from LACKING but the answers to the many questions they have made me ask, to my annoyance cannot be answered in this realm of human consciousness, maybe they weren't supposed to be asked because there are no answers. Whose idea is this and what is the significance of unequal distribution of good fortune? Why do some people live and die poor while others live and die rich?
Why do we live at all? What is the grand idea?
You submitted to my community to share some thoughts. No wonder I felt familiar but I miss out on this one. I also have problems with the lack of money and it is depressing sometimes but I always believe that money can be found. If I lose myself, I lose it all.