Restriction
My general belief for people I’ve not met yet is they are a restriction in my path for my ultimate freedom. I can never really be myself if what I’ve surrounded myself are just more and more people.
People were never bad but somehow the planet is ailing. People were never bad but somehow turned against each other. For fullfilling every wish one has to go through the mind of several people. You made the request and the resource is handed over to you.
Opinions are just like that. They are handed and passed upon by people. From a generation it begins and passes on to many generations. At one level you can call it values, morales, characteristics and language. Anything you could utter.
Living among people somehow we start to devalue our competence just through the mere glance of them at you. It is like we’ve to fight to navigate our way in this world. Maybe it has always worked through endurance and not competence of any sort.
What I always liked doing might not provide myself with decent livelihood. In the end it all comes down to money. Maybe you could also term ‘money’ as a mere opinion. If you’ve got some money in your pocket then your survival is sure but without any money and goodwill maybe you would starve.
Money brings happiness with it might be true. A well fed stomach definitely brings peace for some time. No doubt in that.
It feels funny kind of how we’ve attached so much importance and value to something that has no real existence but created by us as human beings to facilitate the process of exchange of goods and services needed for our survival.
Somewhere all of this starts to fall apart as time passes by. Money used to bring happiness as long as you’ve things to keep yourself busy. But the time things ran out and you’ve possibly done everything that could ever be done through money then what would happen.
Maybe the real purpose of money we’ve all forgotten and turned money as a way to exploit the planet of its wealth and abundance. In distraction it feels like we’ve always been living the life worth living. But moment to moment when silence dawns upon, the mind trembles. The mind questions itself and questioning silence is all a different journey in itself.
Fragments of a puzzle is what my life has became. Finding the right piece and putting it all together to make it seem as a perfect picture or scenery. The events and situations that life’s all about is often talked about in difficulty and pain but situations could also be pleasant. Not only the harsh teach us something but the pleasant is what making the maximum impact on us.
I can’t really differentiate when I am living a dream. It seems all I am living is just some other day. But what I felt is in every dream I ever had the narrative never changes. It is always about achieving something and going at some place as if I don’t like the present I am experiencing.
Maybe all of this is still an illusion, a story. New faces appears everyday and the situations they have been living is different altogether. Every opinion and every belief that you’ve holded onto might be an illusion because the belief is created through your own perception about the world.
Opinions Vs Me
According to the present the world population is around 7 billion. You can imagine each person having some sort of opinions about the world they’ve been part of so long.
I am also one of them. Just some opinions but trying to prove your point in the eyes of others needs indefinite amount of energy and work. Through my writing I never wanted to prove my point but dwell deeper upon our innate nature as life on this planet.
I never wanted to influence anyone but being here as like I am totally alive and vibrant. I never wanted to just live life but living life of happiness and wellbeing.
hi! I am Mayank. Naturalist by heart, Writer by hobby.
