Misery Business

Do you sometimes feel as of the whole world is against you? As if everyone is scheming to bring about your downfall? Those you trust, those closest to you; especially them. Untruthful, honey-coated words that creep like tendrils until they are firmly rooted in your heart and all you see are the good aspects. Then WHAM! They stab you in the back. Take everything you have worked for, all the blood, sweat and tears, and just throw it in the gutter. Stepping over you when you have tripped. Laughing at your misdoings as if they have none. Taking what they please. And in the end, it is those self-proclaimed 'comrades' that you see to be enjoying the fruits of life; praise and honor. And there you stand, lurking in the shadows, nursing your wounds, glaring at those in the limelight. YOUR limelight. Friends; forget the meaning of that word which you know. How does one differentiate between the brother-in-arms and the cloaked assassin?

Then there are those that only see the extraordinary ones. The ones with God-given abilities that enable them to stand out of the crowd. The exceptional musician. The unprecedented genius. The future Nobel laureate. However, they fail to even glance at the average Joe or Jill. Those that work their asses off just to reach their personal potentials. Those who make mistakes, those who just cannot run fast enough, those who do things their way. Ordinary human nature is not good enough; one has to be perfect. How typically stereotype. What is the definition of perfect? Should we all strive to achieve an ideal to create a world of duplicates? Where everybody listens to the same type of music, wears the same type of clothes and drinks double espressos every morning? Where will all the love go? The spark that makes each of us who we are? God created each of us in his image, but He gave us the freedom to be who we want to be. Do all of us want to get 100% for all subjects? Do all of us want to live in this country for the rest of our lives? Do we all want to get married, have kids and live happily ever after? To every man his all, but what if his all was for all?

Consider this: If you only give support to the 2% that is exceptionally brilliant, what happens to the other 98% who will make the world what it is?

As Michel de Montaigne so beautifully put it: 

There never were in the world two opinions alike, no more than two hairs or two grains; the most universal quality is diversity”