Thoughts

The different aspects of thought are sometimes immensely different, well at least in most cases. It’s what happens to us once we discover what is behind those thoughts those whispering words filled with sound and color, these fleeting visions followed by waves of a plethora of emotions causing us to act these things into physical movements and impacts. Do you ever stop and listen to yourself before you do anything? Do we learn tasks and habitually act them out only so we can have moments of freedom through monotony to have silence within our minds? What have we become in this alien world known only to us through thoughts of needing a purpose and achievement? Isn’t it achievement and honor enough to even be able to exist is a place that is scientifically and religiously a miracle? We have made everything we do to earn prestige or fulfillment by trying to change the world we live in. When will it be enough for us humans to be proud of what we have been given instead of being proud of what we can destroy and create? Is it just our genetic make up that make us feel that we some how have to be something in this world other then what we truly are? Are we so afraid of being alone that we must look to the sky and hope that some one or something is listening to us? Are we so incapable of being grateful that we must make things in our lives to regret? When are we going to wake up from this horrid way of living in a creation that is faulty and unjust? When are we going to find that our true happiness is not what we can buy or flaunt around, happiness is not in the car you drive or the shoes you were. Happiness is serenity in mind, body and soul. Happiness is having enough but not to much. Happiness is when we can wake up in the morning and feel that our lives are where they are supposed to be and right now is just as happy as the future. That the future is never a guarantee and no matter how hard we try to reach what we have thought that we should have reached then we be happy just being who we are now. For this life I am finally seeing is a gift to accept and not fight or reject. So many of us fight our lives through thoughts that attack our minds and bodies, that then impact our actions in our lives making it a battle against our true selves. When we stop hating what we or who we are, when we stop picking at all of our faults telling ourselves that changing this or buying that is going to make me happier in the future. Why is it always when I grow up I am going to be happy? Looking at life at this birds eye view is like a deer watching the car coming head on. We are frozen in this bubble of thought, glued to it, clinging to its oil thick portrait of what it is we have thought being happy always meant. Accepting the truth of what really is, seeing the truth for what it is, at how so meaningless our existences have become is sad but it is the utter truth. How we judge others with every glance based on thoughts that have made us think they way we do only because we accept to. Finding a moment in everyday to break free from this pattern of thoughtless suicide is like being freed from the prison that we have made for ourselves. Every thought is different from another at any given moment, but what each of us think through out our lives is practically the same. Thinking in our world has become less and less our own and more and more of us become lost in a make believe world that comforts us and blinds us from our ugly lives. Living in such mindlessness is a shame when the minds that we were given are gifts that can do so much good and spread so much knowledge, but can also corrupt us with false hopes and make believe.