"I Want It All, I Want It Now, And I Want More"

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The world is a cold place, full of people who are protecting their own assets, and doing whatever they can to gain more and more. People seem never to be satisfied anymore. They see nothing wrong with knowing there is so much suffering in the world already, and continuing on the same path. 

 

Human life is a beautiful experience. On the other hand, this world, anymore, is not so much a beautiful experience. Oh yes, when the first days of spring come, and the buds begin to bloom on the trees and flowers, we get a glimpse of those finer things about the world. The beauty of a summer rainfall and the smell of just cut grass will always make those of us who have no pollen allergies giddy, but rarely does it make us giddy enough. We need more and more, until we are chopping down rosebushes and burning every tree. It isn't important anymore to admire the tree growing from a tiny seed. It is more important to have a fireplace in our already solar heated home during the winter to "gaze" at as we finish it off. When we do not have food in the fridge, we suffer until we can scrape up the money to buy some, but when the money is there, instead of living off of grains, fruits and vegetables, we gorge on rich deserts and breads, and steaks with enough fat to get a polar bear through the winter, and cause us to need a pill to control our cholesterol level. We could buy clothes from a second hand shop that would be just as warm as clothes from the mall, but we don't, because somehow we think new is warmer and if we don't think it's warmer, well, it's definitely better for our ego, and that, we 'think', makes us content and happy.

 

What does it take to fill you with contentment? Is there anything? 

 

Contentment cannot be bought. Not for anyone. Contentment is a state of mind you can only arrive at alone. It is a place of truth. A place where truth is always welcomed, and courage is plentiful. A place of inner peace, and things like joy, sorrow, fear, pain, regret and envy may casually waltz through, but never stay very long. It is a place where the world is small, and virtues are big and overflowing, and the universe has everything under control. It is a place you choose to go to for the sake of everyone having enough...no matter where they live, what color their skin is, what religion they are, how fat they are, how different, or ugly, or bad, or good. The directions to the place called contentment begin with a decision to be content. We all have the capability to go, and it does not cost a dime....or even a penny.

 

How content are you?

 

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Author's Notes/Comments: 

This was inspired by life.

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RoC's picture

That...

Just pretty much says it all.


"Music is a universal language and needs not be translated. With it, soul speaks to soul" - Songsterr

nightlight1220's picture

Thx for reading and the video

Thx for reading and the video too. Never heard that before. It's a beautiful song!

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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "

 

bishu's picture

Fresh air in poizon air out.Excellent !!!!!!!

Fresh air in poizon air out.Excellent !!!!!!!


©bishu 

 

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Oh my goodness, Bishu...I am

Oh my goodness, Bishu...I am going to mark this day on my calendar so that I remember it. Every year when I feel as if I have failed as a writer I am going to recall February 10th...the day i read Bishwanath's comment...and smiled with accomplishment. 

 

Thank you, Bishu. "Sin cera". (I have to clean my ears yet today).

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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "