Hope

Somedays I feel like just ending it all. I mean it would be so much simpler that way wouldn't it? To just punch out of this never-ending job called Life and take an early retirement? Just look at this place being left for us, the "Technologic Generation" we're called. Disease playing tag with the famished in Africa. Poverty taunting the stomachs of the hungry. War that becomes a global version of high school drama. Sides are taken on arguments over every progressive advancement both good and bad. Sometimes I feel like breathing too much will be criticized in the near future. I can see the headlines now: OXYGEN SHORTAGE STRIKES, GOVERNMENT ADVISING CITIZENS TO BREATH LESS. An Air Tax perhaps? Not far off considering the cost to not just live but SURVIVE is so damn high that not even stoners can reach it...

Oh how one little plant could cause such great debate. Then again so does science, technology, religion, art, philosophy, politics....pretty much anything when you think about it. Hell even the Apocalypse is debated about these days!! Wouldn't it be so much simpler to let the Earth rot away? Let everyone turn on each other and have everything crumble to a grinding halt? Call me a cynical person, but that's just what happens when I see what is happening on this planet. What capacity people harbour inside to produce evil and destruction just makes me sick to my stomach. People just don't care. I mean if someone can clean up your mess, why should you care? It's their problem when you leave, isn't it? They teach us how to act but expect us to clean up for their misbehaviours. Why should I be a part of a world like this ? Besides my family, my friends, my stunning girlfriend (Long legs, dark hair, enticing eyes....who could leave that?) and many other aspects of my life, there is still one small thing that keeps me going. It isn't something that can be so easily described. It's what causes you to get nervous for that first date trying to impress that special someone. That feeling that swells your heart when you witness the selflessness of others or read those inspiring stories of overcoming hardships and struggle. It's what you think about before the big game, before the curtains open for your performance. It's how you feel when you see someone being criticized or something you can't help. It's that feeling that makes you think that maybe, just maybe, tomorrow will be better. It's what happens when you aren't sure how things will end but you know how you want them to end. It's a small word that carries such a large weight. Four letters long but forty generations strong in bringing people together. It carries you through the blackened tunnel to find the light. It's what keeps you looking for the sun on the rainiest of days. It can be described as taking part of Happiness, Ownership, Perseverance, and Empathy and rolling it into this one word that is so easy to say but so hard to define. Quite simply, hope is what keeps me going.