The Trouble With Waiting by Pete Pyman - Literature - Ask Nem5

THE TROUBLE WITH WAITING
© Pete Pyman

In the woods, there is a place. A place where stress seems to be absorbed by the multitudes of ever-present forms of life. The sun's rays streaming through the greenery are like channels of understanding breaking through the uncertainty of urban lifestyle. It is comforting, womb-like. It is a place on the verge of extinction resulting from our innate quality of destroying what we love.

Why must we destroy what we desire? In my own personal experience, desiring something is better than having that desire granted. For, once we have what we desire, we no longer desire it, hence, the mystery, the excitement, dwindles. When this happens the importance of it is no longer realized. For now we desire something else. Why?, because we do not have it. What we cannot have, we want. When we have that we no longer want it.

It's a vicious circle of selfishness, in which we get caught. Why can we not just appreciate the things we hold dear to ourselves and accept it at that?

I could use curiosity as an example at this point, but I fear it is not explanatory enough to justify the inability to accept our wants for what they are, wants. We do not realize that what we want is not important.... for to us, it is all encompassing, a goal toward which we strive our whole life. Our wants do not deserve notice, for the universe is a big place, and, we shall not make much of a difference in the end. Even though it is a bleak and dreary future, of not really making an impact on the universe as a whole, we should be able to appreciate it as we are, and not try to fulfill our own wants and desires for they are not important, as much as we think they are.

It amazes me such that some people think that they are the center of the universe. No matter how important you are, your life, in a universal scale, will not mean much. I know that this sounds pretty grim, but you had better get used to the idea, for it is the truth, and not accepting it will not change any aspect of it, as much as you desire it to be so.

The next time you see an object in a store window that you desire, remember, the importance of you possessing that object is nothing. Simply be content to admire it from afar and try to pay more attention to your own, flawed, selfishness. If this were to happen, there would be no borders on our beautiful planet, and, we would be human.....not black...not white....not indian..or even chinese ...or japanese...or arab...but...

HUMAN

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