Life is full of choices we have to make and the result of it in which we have to bear. The right choices leads to a favorable outcome where else the opposite is fatalistic. It might be too harsh but then again a small mistake may lead to a mountain of regrets. I used to love this poem, “Life Brief Candle” by Shakespeare in his play Macbeth.
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time, And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor playerThat struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more; it is a taleTold by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing.
I know it sounds like some suicidal person with no hope Nor future in life but then again, maybe by not making an impact with the life that we’re bless with leaves it meaningless and empty. We are all here for a purpose, each playing his/her significant part.
Sometimes what others feels mean more to us then what we ourselves feel. To me life isn’t about “me” and “I” but about others. Putting God first, others second, and yourself third. I dun get it when there are movies of people hurting and killing others. How can one actually take seeing someone in pain, suffering there while you do nothing and just look on? Have our hearts grown cold? Maybe the times have changed, circumstances are not like before. For example, if one sees a beggar at a road side; in the old days most people would come up to him and offer help, money and nurse that person back to health. But in our modern day today, for all we know he might be armed and as soon as we shown a little concern there go the gun triggered right at our face or in a better “so called” situation that “beggar” will be the one robbing us. So then again, what we are now is not the true nature of who we are. Circumstances trigger us to become the way we are now
In the issue of trust, it’s hard to leave someone you can trust when you know there are countless people out there who have betrayed your trust. Does that then mean that we ought not to trust anyone anymore? I guess it just takes time and support. How can we become someone better when so many things had happened in our lives before? It does influence us to some extent. Some wear a mask to conceal their true nature, identity in order to protect them from being hurt again. Some, stronger ones are able to overcome it and move on with life. Why is it that some scars heals while others seems to be healing but then the stitches tear and blood oozes out again. Sometimes it would be better to have a heart of stone in which one can never be hurt. Isn’t it better not to feel when mostly what we feel is pain more than love.