Essence of Life

I was presenting in class the other day and as usual I was the only group member present. These are some of the prices I pay for being the “Know-it-all”. My issue however, has nothing to do with the fact that immediately after the presentation I went for a drink and found my group members shaking their tail feathers like Nelson Mandela’s life depended on it. The area I want to concentrate on is what I presented. I had no idea of what I was presenting other than the definitions of the words but I still nailed it.

And I thank you for reading my posts all year. I may not be the best out there but I am the best in my head and you reading my post has made this possible. I wish you a prosperous year ahead because I know not your race or religion. Let us meet next year and we will all be a few weeks wiser or older. Enjoy the end to your year.

 

 

Essence of Life

I wake up every day and I think of the future,

The future that I may never get to experience,

An experience I may never get to enjoy,

But what is wrong with wishful thinking?

Don’t we all hope for a better tomorrow?

Even those that have the best of today?

Those that know not of struggles,

To those that define the struggle,

And those that breathe the struggle,

Are we not all human beings?

Should there not be a standard for all that traverse the earth?

Shouldn’t we all share a piece of the cake?

A piece of the cake that we constantly fight over,

A war that has no victor,

What is the essence of life if there’s no peace?

 

But no! Why should there be peace?

What would peace bring to the world?

Harmony?

Don’t we have that in the music we listen to everyday?

Love?

Who needs love when lust comes at a cheaper rate?

Respect?

As long as you respect yourself, won’t people respect you?

What is this that peace will bring?

People fight for peace,

Isn’t that similar to killing your lover so they can love you?

What would happen if we say we don’t want peace?

We want to live as we are,

Every man for himself and family,

Do as you do and I as I please,

But then again you ask,

What is the essence of life if there’s no peace?

 

You bring across very valid points,

In the world of arguments, there’s one philosophy,

Give an opinion on the issue and not on an opinion,

So I will say to you,

If you love yourself, does that make everyone love you?

If your family is safe and the neighbourhood isn’t,

What makes you think you may not be next?

You ask what peace will bring,

I will not give you an answer,

For even for a therapist to treat you,

He uses you to evaluate yourself,

How many times have you witnessed a crime?

Have you seen a corpse lying right before your eyes?

Motionless.

A mother weeping beside it,

A brother demanding for an explanation,

A wife asking God why it had to be the husband,

A son crying because the mother is distressed,

A daughter clinging to the mothers legs,

How many times?

Now magnify that to a whole country

And try to explain to me,

What is the essence of life if there’s no peace?

 

I hear you my kind sir,

I have not witnessed what you have described,

But I have my own experiences,

What brings war and discord?

Is it not what you have described?

Is it not the person that raises the gun to the head of a man?

Look him in the eyes,

Pull the trigger and walk away that starts all this?

But you have lit a match before,

How many times has it burnt down your house?

Once, twice, five times, never maybe?

So if the family forgave the shooter,

Let the law take its course,

And not be filled with resent,

Would there be war?

I know it is not an easy thing to move on,

Even from a failed relationship,

Let alone death,

But won’t forgiving prevent another resentment?

I don’t know as much but you ask,

What is the essence of life if there’s no peace?

 

The arguments you raise are convincing,

But there has to be a price for everything,

Some pay with their lives,

Others with their dignity,

And some simply with their visa cards,

Peace cannot be attained just by forgiving,

There has to be a consequence for every action,

If you found your child stealing,

Would you let him go on or reprimand him?

If you punish him, will he think it is a good thing he was doing?

And if you let him be,

Would it make it right for him to steal in the future?

It all starts with the individual,

If you are not at peace with yourself,

Why would the world find a reason to be at peace with you?

You have to put an effort,

To be able to reap any rewards,

And that’s why the biggest question remains,

What essence is life if there’s no peace?

 

I may believe in paying for your sins,

But to what extent do we have to pay for our sins?

Killing as a mode of punishment for murder has not worked before,

Can’t we find a method that actually works?

Something that builds both the society and the individual,

What essence is there in filling our prisons?

Do we gain anything in having people locked up for life?

Can’t they be used to build the nation?

Build our roads perhaps?

Clean the streets?

Teach in schools?

Help in hospitals?

Because the more we use prisons as a means of reprimanding,

The more people become accustomed to it,

And the more they become accustomed to it,

The easier it is for peace not to exist,

Peace is only a result of policy,

And policy is the result of human actions,

So instead of asking for peace,

I’d encourage you to ask for better policy makers,

A better system that allows peace to thrive,

For even with great policies and greedy individuals,

Of what benefit are those policies?

I will sit and ask the people around me,

What is the essence of life if there’s no peace?

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Eric Jura, it’s been a while but it’s only the physical presence that left, the psychological presence is very much engraved in us. Long live free thought.

 

Master of my soul

So often I beat up myself over things that have little consequences or rather have none whatsoever. I guess every other person goes through the same kind of things but just like me have their own ways of dealing with it. Some will cry, others will openly express their feelings and my kind will look into the mirror and say, “So what? I still look great!” How is it that I can look past the events in my life and others cannot? Is it that I am less confident or the fact that I am more forgiving? I ask myself so many questions every time I am conscious but fortunately or unfortunately I rarely get adequate answers.

What would be the essence of me knowing why I can have a pizza and another human being probably living next to me cannot access three meals a day? Would I be in a better place to help them out? And what of the kid who constantly goes to the library and still gets below average grades? Will my A make it any better? What of the girl who thinks I should shelve my ambitions for her? Will an unfulfilled me make her any happier? I’m sure some if not most of you may have more pressing questions than I do but of what essence are the answers you are seeking?

People talk of love as they do of lust. The two words are not similar in any way. Love is not just a word, it’s a lifestyle that you have to adopt. And as odd as it may seem, I believe one cannot love two entities in the same measure. When I say I love Arsenal, I mean exactly that. I cannot and will not shift my love to Bayern München no matter how many years Arsenal fails to triumph. When God said he loved human beings, he meant it. The punishments came in tenfold but the love never faded at any particular time. So my biggest question is what is love? And if I know what love is, will it change my perspective of life?

If I am supposed to love my neighbour as I love myself and do not love myself, does that mean I should hate my neighbour? I don’t know, you tell me. Is it love when an individual in the west portrays starving African kids in order to get money? Is it love when people fork out hundreds of thousands of dollars for a meal just to sit next to Jay z in the name of charity? What is love when a government can invest in school buildings but not the individuals attending these schools? What is the importance of telling a girl I love her if I have no intention of spending my whole life with her? You are in a relationship, do you see yourself spending the rest of your life with your partner?

How much do you sacrifice for other individuals? And do you expect anything in return for your sacrifice? I believe the idea of sacrifices came about as a result of people expecting something back. People either gave sacrifices to be forgiven or for blessing. I would want to mix issues and start going on about religion but Kanye West is not my model so I’ll not interrupt myself. And since I’m on sacrifice, does a lie count as a sacrifice? I mean, if I lie for another person I put my reputation on the line for the sake of another individual. And that is assuming I do not expect them to lie back as a payment. I have therefore, in essence, sacrificed my dignity and reputation for someone.

Every time you lose a loved one you always ask yourself, why him? Why Alicia? Is it that you feel someone else deserved to die in their place? You perhaps? I’ll leave you to that. I am not justifying anything or trying to push any agenda. I’m just putting my thoughts out there. We all have our demons to deal with and mine is my mind. Find yours and you’ll do more than just know yourself, you will be a master of yourself.