Greener Pastures

Have you ever looked for greener pastures? Have you found them? Most people that find them stay there. Why not? It's green! However, others leave them for newer and greener pastures. What happens though if you don't find a greener pasture? What if it isn't a pasture at all?! What if it is a dark cavern filled with monsters of slime and poison. What if the walls are in decay and it seems like at any moment all will crumble and you will be trapped amongst the rubble while the beasts gnaw on your feet and claw at your soul? Pretty gruesome. I prefer my pasture to have a fence, that way it will keep people out that I don't want on it.

What if you were looking for a greener pasture and were already sitting on one? Would we call you greedy or simply look at you as a go-getter? Both a go-getter and a greedy person takes. We like a go-getter and hate one who is greedy though. We think a go-getter should have a greener pasture than a greedy person but that isn't always the case. I question a lot of things. Sometimes I question whether or not I should make a blog-post personal or objective. Sometimes I wonder how much of a difference there is between the two. Should I use 'I' in a blog? Depends on what I want to discuss and if you want to keep reading.

This is different though. I want to discuss making a decision to stay or to go. “Reach out and go for it!” you may here some people say. Perhaps there is a greener pasture waiting for you there. Certainly wouldn't want to chance finding an old field filled with shit and a broken down shed that certainly needs more than just a coat of paint. Then again, human beings do like to be challenged. What one sees as an 'old field' another could see as an opportunity to create her own pasture, greener than all the rest! Hard work. Dedication. Trust. These build greener pastures. Theft. Deception. Harlotry. These take those pastures that have already been built. However, people like things other people have. Sometimes I think that people are still a lot like children, and that toy seems to be a much more of a prize if little Billy has it or if little Tracy is running around with it. Then, when it is set down, it loses its appeal. Might as well “throw it away” now, nobody wants it anymore. 

Any which way we seek out our own place. Does it matter how we get there? I don't know. I do know that you will end up somewhere, we all do. But will that place be filled with greener pastures? You might already be on one and have yet to realize it.

Humanity Disorder

There are people out there who suffer everyday because they know who they are. What sympathy do they receive? To recognize that you are just a human... not a person. A person has feelings and a life that has meaning. A human just is. She realizes what meaning that is out there is only created by a desire to want. Desires that were no way intended to be hers. They were always someone else's. It is a terrible affliction to know what you are. It is a new disorder in today's world. It used to be an old syndrome in yesterday's reality. Psychology can't quite get it right. But these people need help. And they need it now!

They walk around with aims that are not their own. They have nothing because it is someone else's. They simply exist. These people self medicate with alcohol and find comfort in knowing eventually they will die. They will not exist at sometime and they wonder when and why. They could even take their own life, at least they find freedom in that. However, there is no point in doing that either. Who would want to be a story for a day? They could have meaning in their life one day! If they could only forget where it came from.

Who figured that out? Perhaps nothing was discovered but this illness can't be ignored. Human beings are suffering out there dammit! And people are ignoring them because they don't hear any cries for help. Why isn't there any? The realization is too deep and its meaninglessness is too far. There are no cries and if there were... they couldn't be heard. One must understand to be able to listen. If a person and a human could communicate perhaps we could see some progress. How does one tell the difference? That is the problem with this disease! The symptoms are not so easily detected. Some of them can be found in every person. Even you could have could carry symptoms of this disorder. How could one know though?

There is no medicine for this disease. Once it is contracted there is no cure. It does not want to go away, it is here to stay. A human doesn't even want it to leave them because they earned the right to not be a person anymore. Remember the stages: The Camel, The Lion, and The Child. Let your angst disappear. Open your eyes against the multitude. One day there will be a cure.