Dust in the Wind

Those of us who live in the United States will readily admit we live in a society of commercialism.  Many of us base our self-worth on the toys we collect along the way or the piles of cash we manage to  collect into our portfolios.  We act like we are better than or someone else is better than us simply because they have amassed a greater amount of cash or have reached a level of stardom through media attention than the average Joe can ever accomplish.  Even if you reach a level of mass consumption, such as people like Bill Gates.  Does your life truly count more than the person whose life  is sustained by  what we throw out in the garbage?  Surely being dressed in silk feels better than being dressed in rags, but if the comparison between the two  lives were not  evident.  The man who had gained great riches would have little or no significance whatever.  In the end each life still must return to the dust from which it was created.  All you do eventually crumbles to the ground, all the great riches you have amassed will not buy you one more minute of life.  Each life is but dust in  the wind.  All your great accomplishments are meaningless once the Grim Reaper comes to claim you.  1000 years from now the mark you have scratched in the earth will also turn to dust. 

Certainly we all want to make a better life for our  offspring yet there is still no guarantee that they will appreciate any of your efforts. What a man passes onto his children is then totally out of his control.  His children may go on to do great things with his riches, or they may simply throw them all away. Everything man has ever built is slowly crumbling into the dust. We cannot  save our accomplishments, any more than we can stop ourselves from aging. I guess I have no real point here, except that all is futile.  No matter how many fancy cars you buy or how many chemicals  you  rub on your skin to try to look young again will give you one more minute when you’re appointed time has come. 

My advice to the modern world is to learn to love one another and stop trying so hard to outdo one another for in the end.  We all end up at the same place.  I am no different than anyone else here on the planet.  I have no idea what my point or purpose is.  I am just living each day as they comes.  My favorite quote is from the movie  Forrest Gump: life is like a box of chocolates.  You never know what you’re going to get.