Mortals!

So much research goes into finding out the things that affect us and the way things affect us. In the grandiose of heavenly schemes, we still are hopelessly unaware of the purpose of our existence. We strive all our lives to just to achieve something or nothing or just a little bit of that something. We accumulate things, people, love, memories, junk, plants and even feelings. Humans are hoarders. Even if we are tired of something or even the fact that it no longer serves any purpose in our lives, we still hold on to things.The want within of things that you can’t have or want to have never ceases. Hell, we "want" inner peace too, isn’t that ironic?

My mind goes blank now when I reflect on want. I want to do a lot of things in my life – why? not because of a stereotypical fear or “one life”, no, but because what good will not doing the things you want to do bring you. Sometimes, I feel that what if I don’t get to achieve whatever I want. I haven’t in the past and I still survived. I changed course. I diverted that passion and when the time was right or in my case when it's passed, I got it. I wouldn’t say I settled because I learned to just walk away from whatever gave me grief with love and passion in my heart. Those are not lessons, they are trials. I am so used to walking through flames now that I don't even get burned anymore. 

Why is it wrong to have expectations from humans? Why is it that we give excuses for people? Why is it we overthink about what the others think? Why? because we are humans. This is what we do. We care, we give, we love, we hope, we long, we dream, we race, we create, we lose, we laugh, we smile, we cry, we grieve, we forget, we dread, we contempt. We are humans!