Thought of the Day

Deep thinking.

 

June 27, 2013

                       Thought of the Day:

 

            Last night I had a conversations with myself. It was the kind of conversation that can make a person feel as insignificant and small as a speck of dirt on a pair of new shoes. These one sided conversations drive me crazy! It makes my brain hurt to think about how small we are in this huge galaxy of floating rocks. The fact that nothing ever ends makes me angry and crazy in a O.C.D. type of way. In my head I have to believe that everything ends at one point. Shouldn’t everything have a beginning and end?  Part of me feels, in a way, that it is awesome that there are no limits, but it also means a lot of questions are left unanswered thus creating more work for generations to come. A person can work their entire life to discover something, keep data, information, pictures, readings and so on. When this person dies, his hard work is left behind for the next person to pick up, study, learn, incorporate and eventually, they work their whole life to keep this perpetual cycle of evolving data, information, pictures and readings going. What is the point? It never ends anyway.

            I keep asking myself, “When does it all end? “  I have determined that it never ends. It just keeps getting more complicated with each passing day.  Eventually, when a person dies, it will have to end. Right?  Will the poor, who have never experienced a comfortable life, move on freely to another "world" when they have allowed their souls to evaporate into the open space. Will they anticipate being at peace and in absolute comfort? Do the rich prolong their deaths because it is comfortable for them to continue living on this earth, regardless of the stress they continue to endure, instead of giving a new chapter a chance simply because they are afraid of leaving their comfort zone here on earth.

            I truly believe this whole world has become accustomed to being comfortable. We have become a society that  never wants to feel pain and has no desire of experiencing something new in fear of the “uncomfortable feelings” it may bring. This is why so many people will die homeless, on the street, with a needle in their arm. Speaking from experience, addicts like me, are afraid to feel pain or experience the unknown in "recovery" because it’s different and uncomfortable.  Instead of saving ourselves by giving a new, sober, way of life a chance, that would save our lives in the end, we will keep shooting that comfort into our arms until it kills us. We simply evaporate and leave this world with no new data, info, pictures or readings. We leave as another statistic as to what addiction will do to you.

So today, I will not be a statistic!

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Nia Hope]

I like this writing style and I've never seen quitting an addiction in this light before its rather interesting great job :)

[Mark ST.]

Thank you, those words mean a lot!

[Nia Hope]

You're welcome anytime you want ne to read something just let me know and I will! :)

[Nia Hope]

*me oops sorry :)