When does it all end? It's just another seamless circle of bad karma.
I was out the other day with a few friends and we were at a coffee shop, talking about music and guitar and the events in our lives. And then I said,
"You know, a few years back, I used to pass by coffee shops and see these university students, relaxing and talking about cool things like music and guitar, and I used to think that their lives were perfect. But now I'm in that position, looking back, and my life is so very far from perfect. It's a little depressing to know that life just gets harder..."
Isn't it odd how you think everyone else has a perfect life? I'm sure some people have better lives, and people have worse lives, but everyone also has their share of life's problems. We may have different problems, but it's our attitude towards life that determines how we overcome our obstacles.
Take me for example. I have buckets of problems, including my calculus test tomorrow, but the best I can do is be optimistic and look forward to the future, and not dwell on the past or present. But then there are people who have to scrounge for food to survive, and although our problems may be different, there's still the same difficulty and struggle behind each.
I'm lucky because I've been given a lot, and I don't have to struggle as hard as others to survive. And I know that even spoiled brats have problems of their own, and what I envy in them is what others envy in me. I'm sure homeless and poor people on the streets watch us with a hint of jealousy and hostility, wishing they could have what is ours.
The world is pretty much perfect, it's just the people in it.
What am I doing?
Inner peace feels like cherries in spring and the leaves in August. It's like scratching an itch. Like finding a perfect puddle of water.
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Circular Motion
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