One wonders at four in the morning.....all the whys ‘n wherefores of all the stuff that brings you to this or that particular point in your life.....y’know the point in your life that I’m pondering at this early hour...well, not really your life...that, you’ll need to ponder for your own self...I have my very own whys ‘n wherefores to struggle with....they come trooping out of my past as I lay in that nether world between sleep ‘n awake....a rush of mem’ries, a veritable flood of them....a tableau of scenes from my life....probably what they say a person does when they’re facing death ‘n their life flashes before their eyes...all those odd moments without rhyme or reason, the triumphs ‘n tradgedies of a modest life....
it was Thoreau who said, “The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation. What is called resignation is confirmed desperation.....” He tho’t that most men were slaves to their jobs and enslaved to those they worked for......
Mostly, I think, it’s hierarchy of our birth that creates the condition of our existence....people who are born ‘n raised in developed countries are healthier ‘n live longer ‘n die with more toys so theoretically are the winners....
on that proverbial other hand, there is absolutely no proof that they are demonstrably happier.....it’s all a question of perception.....if you’re healthier and live longer and die with more toys, you must be happier...
and those people who live and die in the undeveloped countries, the people who are too busy trying to stay alive, the people who don’t have time to ponder their lives of quiet desperation.....it stands to reason they must be unhappy but they ain’t. It defies reason and logic but sometimes less is more who died of a toothache in his heel.....oops, that was someone else...
owell, it’s twenty minutes after four ‘n I’m going back to bed now.......g’nite!
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