The world is a laboratory. We are the guinea-pigs. Our dreams and desires are the cheese that drives us. Our workplace, the giant wheel within which we run endlessly in pursuit of the cheese. Reality is the electric shock that pushes us every time we tire and slow down... That's how one may view the world if one takes a pessimistic enough view of it...
We are all in the rat-race. For the cheese, we so crave... But there are a few who really don't care. Neither for the cheese, nor for the electric shocks… But is that really possible? To be a fish that does not wish to swim? To be a bird that does not wish to fly? Maybe all this bird wants to do is fly. To be free of the surly bonds of earth. To soar in the endless skies. To feel the wind buffet it, ruffle its feathers; carry it higher and higher... Into the clouds... Beyond the clouds.. This is all the bird wishes for. But it has to come down sometime or the other. To rest. To eat. To sleep. Otherwise it will tire out and simply fall away, as the earth's pull beckons...
How I wish life was as simple as that of the bird, the fish, the lab-rat... They have no choice. They do what they have to. Caught in the endless cycle of nature. But we? We are no birds. No fish. No lab-rats. For we have the gift of choice… The ability to think. To decide what path our life takes. It makes us better than the other species. It gives us control of our lives. It’s our blessing. Or is it our curse?
Is it really a sin to not want anything out of life? To not be in a rat-race? To just want to soar in the skies, but not want to return back to earth - to eat, to rest, to earn ones living? For all the rest of those lab rats who are already in the rat-race and who care for you, think it is. They care for you. So they want you to be safe and secure and earn your daily bread like they do. Confirming to the ways of the real world... So even if you don't want to be in the rat race, they will push you into it. Because they think its best for you... Are they right? Are you wrong?
Suppose you disregard them. Suppose you just soar high up into the sky of your desires, the clouds of your dreams hiding the ground of reality below... But for how long? You will always have that fear nagging at the back of your mind. Fear of the unknown future.. What if something bad happens to you in the future? And you are helpless to do anything then? Because you did not prepare for it in the present, compromising with your dreams and desires, in order to secure your unknown future? How will you feel then? Sometime it is this thought that pushes the reluctant dreamer to abandon his dreams and get into the rat race... To do what has to be done, instead of doing what he so desires…
We are all in the rat-race. For the cheese, we so crave... But there are a few who really don't care. Neither for the cheese, nor for the electric shocks… But is that really possible? To be a fish that does not wish to swim? To be a bird that does not wish to fly? Maybe all this bird wants to do is fly. To be free of the surly bonds of earth. To soar in the endless skies. To feel the wind buffet it, ruffle its feathers; carry it higher and higher... Into the clouds... Beyond the clouds.. This is all the bird wishes for. But it has to come down sometime or the other. To rest. To eat. To sleep. Otherwise it will tire out and simply fall away, as the earth's pull beckons...
How I wish life was as simple as that of the bird, the fish, the lab-rat... They have no choice. They do what they have to. Caught in the endless cycle of nature. But we? We are no birds. No fish. No lab-rats. For we have the gift of choice… The ability to think. To decide what path our life takes. It makes us better than the other species. It gives us control of our lives. It’s our blessing. Or is it our curse?
Is it really a sin to not want anything out of life? To not be in a rat-race? To just want to soar in the skies, but not want to return back to earth - to eat, to rest, to earn ones living? For all the rest of those lab rats who are already in the rat-race and who care for you, think it is. They care for you. So they want you to be safe and secure and earn your daily bread like they do. Confirming to the ways of the real world... So even if you don't want to be in the rat race, they will push you into it. Because they think its best for you... Are they right? Are you wrong?
Suppose you disregard them. Suppose you just soar high up into the sky of your desires, the clouds of your dreams hiding the ground of reality below... But for how long? You will always have that fear nagging at the back of your mind. Fear of the unknown future.. What if something bad happens to you in the future? And you are helpless to do anything then? Because you did not prepare for it in the present, compromising with your dreams and desires, in order to secure your unknown future? How will you feel then? Sometime it is this thought that pushes the reluctant dreamer to abandon his dreams and get into the rat race... To do what has to be done, instead of doing what he so desires…
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