The bed was shaking, so were the walls for that matter. Another earth quake, “wake up mom”, he screamed as hard as he could. “We need to get out here…”, as he went to the other room. It wasn’t stopping only getting worse, he just managed to get his sisters out in time. It fell, he never saw it coming. All he worked for all his life, shattered just like that. There wasn’t a single thing he could do, but to see it crumble to the ground.There he stood with his mother and sister in his arms, watching it happen when he couldn’t do anything about it.
Darn, that was a little melodramatic for a start. So now, that I have your attention and the poor lads home is on the ground. Let’s start talking!
I think its human nature or well we’ve been living in a not so good society, that we just can’t see how important a thing is until its taken away from us. Until something dread full happens and our core shakes that we realize what the thing meant to us. Why is so necessary that your battery dies, that you know it was pretty cool to have a car to go to work in the morning ( and no my cars battery is perfectly fine).
There is this whole cycle that we go through, suddenly we realise we need something and we can’t live without it. You just want to get it no matter how , you really want it. You convince yourself its a need not a desire. You get it/achieve it , you start to enjoy it. You place it in the best place in your house where everyone can see it. You call friends over, so they admire it. Your proud of it, something you always wanted. Slowly the charm of the ‘new’ fades away. No there’s dust on it and you really don’t care to clean it anymore. Its just a part of life like the other one million unappreciated ones.
Is it always necessary to have a radical wake up call to know what you have? I say make a plan take a time not more than 10 minutes to write down what you have, go through the old family albums (which has absolutely no connection to what I’m saying).
Make a list of people who were with you/ are with you, helped you in someway thank them just write a note, just saying thanks. Its not necessary that you go to live in the jungle to know what you have. To appreciate the people around you, its just 5 minutes of your time, which will really change your life.
You can always be radical in your approach, leave home for a while somewhere remote and analyze your life, whats right whats wrong, what you have , what you need to get. Just don’t go through life that you need a big electric jolt to wake you up.
Don’t let the society get over you, don’t get your routine and the “fun” get you. Be real!
Something from Into the wild : Two years he walks the earth. No phone, no pool, no pets, no cigarettes. Ultimate freedom. An extremist. An aesthetic voyager whose home is the road. Escaped from Atlanta. Thou shalt not return, ’cause “the West is the best.” And now after two rambling years comes the final and greatest adventure. The climactic battle to kill the false being within and victoriously conclude the spiritual pilgrimage. Ten days and nights of freight trains and hitchhiking bring him to the Great White North. No longer to be poisoned by civilization he flees, and walks alone upon the land to become lost in the wild. – Alexander Supertramp May 1992