Perspectives

There really are times one can't help to think and ask...

"Why am I here...?"

Philosophical since time immemorial, never failed to baffle the average minds since it made self-consciousness and realization, and so it baffles me.

I come to work, so does the countless others. Who knows how many asks the same question? Who knows how many mindlessly just jump to the day so it would be over soon, so they can go home and have their rest? Who knows how many struggles for significance, trying to prove their worth and to make a difference?

It just depends on the mood, on a sunny morning i just savor the moment -- happy that i am alive; on a gloomy one its different and i am indifferent as well.

And as we move along our lives, we realize the forces strong and formidable to contest, principles we realize we must follow, the consequences if one is to challenge them.

It came to me maybe significance is over rated -- we are here to live, to the fullest, to travel and to be a witness of history unfolding. Because if we know the principles and will not go against them, and best to uphold them -- significance on its own would be realized.

Now, if consequences would just be a little more caring – maybe it will not bite me in the ass.

Geez...

I am really getting old...