The Human Tedium.

I am human.

So are you.

So is he.

So is she.

What makes me “me”?

What makes you who you are?

We are the same like this and different like that.

I look at you and see me.

You look at me and see what you do.

Here we are reflecting each other in some great and global hall of human mirrors. Humanity is the current that connects us with a coherency so consistent, we know all are equal and born free. Yet this current of humanity, is the same that shatters the glass into shards and tiny pieces of slavery and inequality.

The current hums.

Its buzzes.

It sings the song of a dangerous life. A selfish life. A living beauty.

It is this sophistry that keeps us living, and not just alive.

It keeps us seeking.

It keeps us lost, so that maybe, one day we may be found.

Nonetheless, the facts of life and living are intangible and hard to grasp, hard to understand and most importantly hard to accept. Reality showcases its tenacity and vitriol, until your small, feeble mind is sulfurous contents of its kettle for tea. With every sip, reality watches you wonder, which is truth? Which is the lie? Reality sips again, and then sardonically, tick-tock-tick-tocks your life away.

It creates a disparate conundrum that sets us all to seething until even after the dream, we wake up and hope that everything is still blue.

That’s what makes us foolish.

That optimism makes us foolish.

That optimism keeps us living. It becomes foolish to live, so we cling onto life more and more with all we don’t understand that we may die. We die so that we may be reborn and truly live. Foolish, I tell you.

You live.

You die.

He is famous.

You are not.

You are in love.

They are too.

The Lannisters live. The Starks die.

The deeply etched fear of being ordinary keeps us in this cycle that we have termed life. It is play, end, stop and repeat, from our first breath to the last. The same questions. The same fears. The same weakness and nature. The same guilty pleasures; play, end, stop and repeat. The quest never ends because we cannot stop seeking. There is no giving up or giving in, because then you won’t live or die.

The human tedium.

You see, one begets the other.

We crave death and life in equal measure.