Why does life have to be so brutal? I mean I understand that you need to know the bad to ever dream of appreciating the good. But what of the people who already appreciate the good? The ones who know how to live and live freely. The people who truly can and do give without expecting anything in return. These are not the people to take from. These are the people to give to, to reward.
I've seen too many of my friends suffer. And yes, their suffering may not compare to the poor and oppressed in unstable countries such as Tibet, but it's still suffering. Where it lies on the scale of relativity is irrelevant. There are too many of us who are cheated by life. I don't know why I said "us" because I don't think I've been that low yet...well perhaps once or twice...
Life is beautiful. It's a circle. With it's sines and cosines. But the people who are in love with this always seem to be the ones robbed of it. And while I agree that this builds strength. I don't always agree with the necessity of it.
This surfaces the question, "is there really any meaning, any path in life or are we just a bit of flotsam in the sea, floating around, willy nilly, living our life to the luck of the draw. Life is not fair. Life is not equal and this very concept is so difficult for us as humans to comprehend and accept. We're constantly asking "Why me?" or "Why them? They (don't) deserve it." The thing to do is understand this fact fully. Life is not fair, it never can be and so never will be. It's the people who have the strength to embrace it anyway that are the successful ones.
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