I believe that life is a
story.
I believe that from the moment it
begins to the moment it ends, each and every life on this planet has its own
story to follow. I believe that life has
ups and downs, but even the worst moments have a reason for happening. Please don’t mistake me for someone who believes
in fate: I don’t. I do not believe that
we are all destined to follow a specific path and end and a point that has been
predetermined. Life is full of variable,
unforeseen changes, and ripple effects.
It’s impossible for everything to be completely prearranged. That being said, I do believe that even the
worst moments in a life have a purpose.
The tragedies that happen to us may seem completely unwarranted and unnecessary,
but they help to shape us and continue to weave the story of our life.
We are the only creatures on the
planet that have the mental ability to look beyond our own lives and create lives
and fake individuals. Some of us
actually take time out of our days to orchestrate the life of a fictional character,
even though it seemingly does not contribute anything to our life and the lives
of others. Why do we do that? Why would we waste time making and telling stories,
when we could be pushing society forward with tangible creations and directly benefit
us? I believe that it is because stories
remind us of the possibilities of our own lives.
With the rapid advancement of our
own intellects, paired with the constant changes of our society and our planet,
we have to right and the responsibility as individuals to reach for the
greatest potential we can. We should
take risks, help others, think beyond boundaries, and search for excitement. Humanity has the duty to explore every inch
of our planet, and when we’ve accomplished that, explore the stars. We should talk to people that we normally
wouldn’t, help people who may not ask for it, and protect people who can’t protect
themselves. We should create large
things, and minimalize dangerous things.
We should be trying to become they greatest person we can each be, like
the protagonists of a novel. To me, that
is by stories exist. The allow us to
have a taste of what we can be. It gives
of a preview of our potential, and pushes us to aim for it.
When I was 8 years old, I took to a
trip to New York City. It was breathtaking
how large the city was, and the dense population was almost overwhelming. I remember standing in Time Square with my
family, when a thought occurred to me.
Each and every person that was standing near me, living in the city, in
the state, and in the entire world, has their own life. They have their own dreams, desires, fears,
thoughts, experiences, beliefs, mistakes, and perspectives. It was mind-blowing to think that across the
planet, someone else living a completely different life may be having a similar
thought, but they are not at all like me.
The life of an individual is sacred to that person, and they deserve to
live their life to the fullest. They
have their own story to live, and so do I.
And I will my mine a
bestseller.
Seems like, at least on the surface, that you've got your cake and are eating it, too. I'd like to hear more about your idea that we have a path, but not a pre-destined path. What are the implications of that belief? So there's no fate, but there's a "story to follow"? Hmm...I'm not sure I get the distinction.
ReplyDeleteI totally understand your feeling in your trip to NYC. I often get the same feeling while driving, when I occasionally consider that other drivers are going somewhere and aren't just there to get in my way. It's mindnumbingly crazy to consider that each and every person on the planet and that has ever been has a story and thoughts and dreams of their own and its all happening at once.
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