Where's Humanity Leading To?

The clock just struck midnight, one more minute and it's a Sunday morning. I couldn't sleep so I opened my Dad's Anthology and read some of his old poems and they actually made me happy, on the inside. They are so eloquently written and beautiful too. If I could be half the writer he is I would be more than satisfied. That would remind me that my life is after all not a total waste.

In one his poems entitled, 'The Saviour and The Saved'  he ended with a doubt: 'Where's humanity leading to?' That's what I want to discuss in this post.

Now, I don't mean to say that everything I say is the truth. Some may agree and some may not, but I'm just relating to reality and where it is taking us. Humanity, the people inhabiting earth, so to speak, first of all has no humanity at all. Secondly,...they still have no humanity. It's pains me to see how the world is so driven by media these days. The love is gone. Everyone has a middle class materialistic view. Take the example of the ipod for instance. No doubt it's one of the greatest inventions, but people are starting to care more for  the ipod and less for the music. It's more of a status symbol. What I mean to convey here is that people are focusing on the wrong matter all of the time, myself included, and it is sad that we can't do anything about it. Now, coming back to the question of 'Where's humanity leading to?' I say that it's leading us to nowhere. That is where we are heading.


Funny Feelings

When I was small I wanted freedom. Freedom to do what I want, freedom from parents , freedom to watch late night TV, freedom to skip school, freedom to come back home late at night. I got older and my wishes came true, slowly, one after the other. And for a moment or two it seemed everything was going as I wanted.

Then one night I went to bed and I just couldn't fall asleep. I lay there trying to manufacture dreams and suddenly I realized that I was missing the comfort of my parents arms around me, when they used to tuck me in bed when I was a child. That instant I wished I were a child again; I longed to be a child again.

Maybe growing up is not a good idea. I'm old now and live alone, I can't even ask my parents to hold me now when I can't sleep even though I want it. Life is really funny.You want something one day and when you get it you realize its not what you really want.

They say, 'you never know what you really want until you're 45, and when you get it you're too old to use it'. Maybe that's how life works folks.



Another one of my early drawings from about five years ago.



Life's hard right? There are so many beautiful people around us and we don't want to disappoint them. That is what makes life difficult because they are the ones who makes our life beautiful too. I honestly don't know where I am going from here. I've never known. But families and friends I'll always love them wherever I am, wherever they are. Everything will be alright then.