I made my choice, I didn't pass the test. Its ok because I seek failure more than I seek success. It's in my failure that I know I'm growing. Living. I'm not always right, but it doesn't mean I'm wrong for trying. I fall over and stumble, I tumble and break, but I always seem to find a way to put the pieces back together. I can cry and wail and flail, but that's the pressure of my own expectations taking the best of me and throwing it to the floor. I'm the one who has to believe in my weakness, so that I can find strength.
Playing life like it's a game only trivializes what you have, it diminishes the importance of each moment. Gameifying your life, thinking of moments as achievements unlocked, diminishes the all important "why". Should I achieve a Job, a Marriage, a Child, a Legacy? or should I live it? Why do we even have a life if we can't live it.
I'm going to find my importance in the moment. Because the moment is all we have. The past is just a moment gone by. The future a moment yet to be. The objects that possess us will persist in their obsession over our lives if we continue to give them the power of our time. Our obsession to obtain everything we think we deserve dominates our lives, making us just like hamsters in a wheel. Always living for the illusion of progress. It's unfortunate, because the glory of life is just in the existence of it. And as long as we ignore it, the more this world will fall into chaos, persisted by the human condition.
It's saddening to be seen as a failure, even when you know that your successful. When you know your successful at living.
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