A good teacher once told me that we were just a bag of chemicals mixing together and that we would one day be functional human being, mature human beings.In my mind that day will never come because we are all unique and have different stories to tell. We all have malfunctions and because of our nature we impact others due to our own malfunctions. I recall several years ago looking up to a teacher that really left a legacy and impacted a lot of lives. I know this for a fact because I was one of those many lives he impacted. This teacher took on so many students and gave way to a beacon of hope that we could see from miles away. We were those Gatsby’s looking into the green light beyond miles of water. After taking this teachers class I was able to see things in a new light a green light sort of speak. So I ask myself today, do humans impact one another?
Its up to the reader as to weather or not we impact one another because the world is small and when we stretch we bump into someone that could alter our lives and impact us in a way beyond imagining. It’s that simple bump, that changes everything. That bump could blossom into a friendship, a business deal, or in my case saving someone’s life. I was a bump in someone’s life and like everyone who were bumps, we were treasured, we’re praised, we are loved. Its the smallest things, its the slightest pinch that can make the biggest difference. But it’s not always about love at first sight or any kind of destiny mumbo jumbo; however, later in life you wonder what would have happened if you never met this person? It’s at that moment you realize that without bumping into that person weather that person be for the better or for the worse that you became the person you’ve metamorphosed into. You become that person who altered another. I impact you and you impact me, towards the end of our lives, we’re all angels and demons in that we knowingly do good or we unknowingly do wrong. I suppose at the end of the day were all just trying get by. I could go on a rant about how we should do more then just get by, but then that is up to the billions of bags of chemicals to decide and how they want to impact one another.
By Niccolo DeLain
We are human. We have crawled from the ocean and evolution took its corse. Today we walk on two feet and we fall to only get back up again. Its due to our humanity that we do what odd things we do. We hate, we love, we laugh, we cry. We are human because we make mistakes and we learn from them. Part of being human is living, but what is living? Some say living is getting a job, getting married, having your kids, working till your bones are brittle and then dying. How is that life though?
Is there any romance or has society made humans drones? In a recent event that took place earlier this week, I had a conversation with a dear member of my family discussing my love life. To my knowledge their is no love life, because my definition of a love life is what I’ve read in various romance novels and seen from various movies. My relationships are the farthest thing from the steamy love affairs that occur from the vast media. In fact the best way that i can describe my relationships is swell and i’ve come to the conclusion that swell isn’t good enough.
Yes, we’re human and we’re indecisive, but swell isn’t enough. Humans are glutenous in that we want more then swell, we will forever want more then what we could ever have. Its a flaw, its our gift from whatever created us. Its this attitude in us that drives us to greatness, but without balance it can become our greatest enemy. It can make us lose some of those swell people or miss those swell moments. Now swell isn’t terrible, but it leaves a voice in our heads that says, ”We could do better.” I hate this voice and i know i’m not the only one, in fact i can guarantee I’m not alone in my hate towards this voice that is clearly insecure. So I’m not saying that we should stick with swell, but lets avoid eliminating it all together because then we’d simply be robbing ourselves of a life experience. So lets not be thieves who steal these experiences from ourselves, but be our personal knight in shinning armor who slay those voices and awaken the inner beauty locked up in the tallest tower in a castle imbedded in our minds.