Life

Let's all pretend for just one moment that cliques never existed, and we lived in a society in which everyone got along. Everyone would smile and laugh together...no, I can't even imagine such a place. Each and every person is too unique, too different, and in some cases, too alike. While one person may appear tawdry, another could be defined as a hector. There is always some cachet that defines one group from another, or a special argot only spoken by each group.

Some are annoying sycophants while others are malcontents. Those with whom we associate ourselves with would typically be called our "friends", but are they really? Do we define ourselves by whom we hang out with, by how we associate ourselves with one another, or by who we actually claim to be?

In my opinion, having a friend is almost like having a stepping stone. No, I don't mean it in the terms of "let's take advantage of our friends". It's something more cryptic. It should be seen more along the lines of social interaction and learning how to deal with the "uniqueness" of others. I think they call it"social interaction". It could be seen as some sort of test to see how high we can climb up the ladder in the social pyramid. 

But is life really about social interactions and cultural differences? I think everyone reaches the nadir of their life when they slowly realize what it means to be alive. It seems somewhat depressing, but I believe a person reaches the lowest point in their life when they finally realize just how short life really is. They begin to question their purpose in being here and some sort of reason they came to be here. They look for explanations that would solve the mystery of what exactly happens when we pass away, but there only answer would be result in fear. Would this be the time in our lives when we've fully maturely developed? Is this when we finally begin to gain wisdom? When people realize just how little time they have left, will they still be capricious?

There are two ways to deal with this point in your life. One either pretends to be ebullient, or they fall into a slump. When one falls into a slump, they tend to be laconic when answering questions or become withdrawn. Well, that's how I think of it anyway. I've seen people laugh about it, cry about it, and ponder about it. No one can stop it; it's as if someone or maybe something usurps our life. It is never fair, but we can never fight it or against it. 

So how does this tie in with thoughts about friends? Making friends and having fun, I think this is all just something to pass the limited time we have. We are forced to deal with society and live in it; we need to be a part of it. We learn to deal with our fears of death by remembering that everyone must give up their life (willingly or not). We ease our fears by thinking that we're all in the same boat. No matter who you are, where you're from, what you are, we all ultimately have the same fait. Death isn't meant to beguile us, but it does. 

We are taught to believe that there is a Heaven and Hell, and that our good or bad actions will determine where we go. How are we really to know? Who is to say? No one can come back and tell us where they have gone. No one has passed through the "pearly white gates" and came back (none that we know of anyway). It is all merely fantasy and dreams. We want to know that there is something beyond now. Something beyond, even all of us. 

With all of my thoughts on this sensitive subject, one could castigate me, but they could never prove me wrong; just like how I could never prove them right. Someone may strongly believe in one thing, while I strongly believe in another. We say the Bible is evidence enough to know there is a God, but where did that one book come from? Atheists, Agnostics, Christians, Jewish, Muslims, whoever or whatever you claim to be, no one can take that away from you. No one could really disprove your beliefs, but try backing them up with some substantial proof. Show me someone who's come back from the dead and can tell me where we all go when we pass. 

I feel as if I've been straying off topic, but it all seems somewhat relative (in a twisted sort of way). I am not trying to equivocate anyone into thinking or believing something other than what they believe. I merely believe I speak the truth, whatever the truth may actually be.