Scary world...

There are times when things are just too scary for us to handle; driving us into a dark corner, making us believe that there is no hope or any future to look upon to. Days will pass and our self confidence is left buried deep in the earth, facing difficulty surfacing. What then do we do? Who do we turn to? Many would turn to their friends, family, some would turn to their religion, principles and beliefs. But of all those people, there will be a hand full of them who turns to no one but themselves; putting all the weight over their bare backs, trying to carry it and run the race of life. These people are the ones that need the most support and comfort at their darkest times, this is because they seek no one and thus making themselves vulnerable to any attacks awaiting in the misty dark world. How many times do we actually neglect our friends when they actually need us to be beside them holding them, to be their crying shoulder, to be there listening to them, to be just there for them. It is very common for us to think for ourselves before hand everytime when our friends are in need of someone. We will start calculating the time we would be spending with them, the energy we would be using to comfort them, the amount of money or things we need to sacrifise to be there for them or to even help them, but we tend to forget what really is important in our very own lives and souls, we focus too deeply on worldly things to the extend that we are not willing to give up temporary objects to save a living soul. How blind can we be comparing lives with objects; the living and the non-living, when there is obviously no comparison between the two. Everything in the world is short lived, nothing lasts forever, everything rots one day and dies and we humans are not an exception to this very destiny. The body can die, but the spirit and soul lives forever, thus on this earth we die but in actual fact we will live forever due to our very own souls in us. The very soul explains and it is our existance; it is because we have a soul of our own that we exist. Why then do we look at things so absurdly? We rather choose things that are not even worth anything in eternity over lives that are priceless; is that not plain madness? We only have so much time, and so long to live, our lives are unpridictably short, and here we are wasting it to gather earthly treasures in which measure to nothing when we die. What is the point of all these acts then when it comes to nothingness in the end of the day?

"Meaningless, meaningless, meaningless!", cried King Solomon in Ecclesiastes, he is indeed right. Life is meaningless, correction, physical life on earth is meaningless; everything you toil for and work for will come to insignificance when the end of time arrives. To put it more accurately, what ever we try to do now to make our lives luxurious on this face of the earth is absolutely meaningless regardless of the time frame, it is only when the end of time comes we realise that it is all of no value and utter rubbish. Why live then? Why not just take our own lives and be that way when our souls will live forever anyway? Why then are we working so hard each day to find a place in society, to put bread into our very own mouths, to quench our thirst and hunger? God created all things so that we live, He asked mankind to go forth and multiply, not go forth and kill yourself. What then am i talking about when i say what we are living now is meaningless? Meaningless only comes when we start worshipping life on earth. When we become to obsessed with things like money and materials, we have fallen into the loop of trivial cycle. Our whole life would be spent looking for fame and wealth, looking for things which are as shallow as our naked eyes could see. There was once a man who was running a race, wanting the trophy badly, he was focused on the finish line. On the way to the finish line, he passed by several contestants who fell and were injured, he closed an eye and continued, then later on, he came across an old man who need help crossing a busy road, not having the time, he dashed away and left the poor old man standing helpless at the side way. There after, he met alot of people who are in need, some were his friends, some were his family members, some were just strangers to him, but none recieved any help from him, because he was focused to finish the race and to own the trophy. When he finally came to the finish line, he roared in victory and claimed the trophy; turning around, he found himself cheering for himself, no one was there along side him. Then he realised that he left all of them behind for the very trophy he was holding, the prize in which became as empty as his heart. The true race from the very beginning has totally nothing to do with who being first and who obtaining the trophy or the prize, it was all about caring and loving, helping each other to finish the race, the real prize is the friendship and relationship made during the race, how ignorant of us to overlook such important things as such in our lives.

What is life all about then? Success? Fame? None of those i would say. I do not know about you, but to me, life is all about love. Love in which brings us together as one. We can have all the money and fame in the world, but without love, nothing comes to pass. Without love, nothing is real nor true. It is said in the Bible that the greatest commandment is to love your neighbour as yourself, in other words, love others the way you would love yourself. This commandment does not just speak to the christians, i believe that it makes total sense to many people from other religions as well. How can we say we love our family and friends when we do not love them as we would love ourselves? What is love when u do not care for others like how you care for yourself? Love is only true when it is sincere, loving some one fully is giving our hundred percent of the love, not dividing the love we have for others, because there is always enough love to give; for love multiplies.

A scary world we live in; where people around says that they love us but really how much do they actually mean it? I believe that all of us made the exact same mistake of telling someone that we love him or her, when we really do not feel the same way as we speak, because love is more than just feelings or emotional rush at the very moment, it is also a commitment we place in our hearts as we speak the three very words :"I love you." A commitment in which is easy to start but never easy to hold on to it, love may be just a four letter word, but it speaks more than anything else, because with love comes everything and nothing lives without it.