Are You There God, It's me..?

Who are we? How do we know? I think the answer is we don't, we never will. Figuring it out is difficult, and sometimes it's frustrating. Sometimes I feel like there are signs that help, but most of the time it's just a confusing mess. I'm a confusing mess, which in one sense defines me but in another makes everything more complex. Physically, it's obvious who I am, but in a deeper meaning everything falls apart. Another problem is words aren't just words, there's so many branches making a word too bare. These words we use; outgoing, adventurous, thoughtful, bland, dull, are all just words that describe our personalities. Each one like a leaf on a tree in autumn, so fragile and weak - so how can they support the definition of who we are? I'm told that I am emotional and shy, but sometimes I talk to strangers, sometimes I hold back tears. If there are discrepancies in something as basic as a word, there must be exceptions in defining a person, so who am I? Maybe Margaret had it right (Judy Blume Reference)? Maybe there is an all powerful being that can determine who we are for us. We're just an individual in a sea of broken down, decomposing leaves.

Unfortunate Truth - Overlooking

I believe as humans we possess the tendency to overlook our mistakes and attempt to forget about them. Unfortunately this prevents people from learning and in many cases we refuse to grow up. We develop in a manner which we do not realize. We recognize an issue and instead of facing it head on, we trade a better future for a comfortable present. I'm not just talking about the large scales problems like global warming or obesity, I'm talking about overlooking people and how we interact with others. It is our duty as humans to respect those we are immersed around and pay attention. A sad, lonely boy walks by looking at his feet with tears streaming down his face. Do we just keep our steady pace and walk forward or do we take action and question it? Most take the first option, and leave him as is. This may be a critical point in his life, and could alter his future. So why do we walk by? Why do we overlook those in need and tell ourselves we couldn't do anything to help? Would we rather be in a comfortable world within our heads, as opposed to the uncomfortable reality we live in? This is not how we learn, this is how we fail - as a person, as a society, and as a nation. We are responsible for assisting those in need. We are the future and we will need to create a path for those IN the future. Stop overlooking and start asking.