Musings

     Life is what you make it. No more, no less. Maybe it naive of me, but I have found no bad situation that I could not think, or act, my way out of. I have seen all of the Saw movies, and while the bloody part is gross a friend pointed out that with most of the “traps”  have an escape. However, bloody or painful that may be. I would rather avoid the situation entirely then to be maimed for life.

     Employment for me has always been a thing of dread. I have had so many, many, jobs but found little satisfaction in any of them. I suppose I really need to work on that. Wealth can be divided up in terms of monetary (money and possessions), life (things you find are valuable to you, but have little or no market value), and finally spiritual (not necessarily religion). Of the first in that list, I have little. Of the second, I have quite a lot. Of the third, I have a great deal. Am I a success? You decide ? I think I am but not in the usual ways of determining that word.

     One can love on a very wide scale. The way a mother or father loves a sibling. The way one sibling loves another. The way one might love his/her friends, lovers, spouses, etc. As some might say, “it’s all good”. As long as love is involved hat is true. But then, what is love? That’s as hard to answer as the meaning of life. Is part of love that feeling of loneliness one feels when they are not around them. Some philosophies state that we should get rid of ALL attachments before we die, lest we wonder the world trapped as ghost. I’m not sure if that is even possible or advisable. It seems extreme, but I see the logic in it. Ghosts? that’s another ball of wax.

     I hope all who read this is capable of truly appreciating art. That means whatever still “floats your boat”. Just like music, some like this and dislike that. As most of us, (I think) since I can’t really know must of us, realize the things in life that they will miss (assuming they are able to miss) we be the beauty of nature, music, art, friendship, touch, romance, love, things like that. Wouldn’t be better to focus on those things now while you are alive? Consider the possibility, or just hypothetically imagine……what if you didn’t have a chance to do those things after you died? Scary…..? yet…… possible.