What's the point

 

Everyone has their own idea of what life should be. It's that infamous word, should.

People write volumes about what things should be. Usually to validate their own lives. To an athlete it is winning. To a minister it is saving souls. To a doctor saving lives. To many people it is making money.

I suppose we think we are unique among the creations on this earth. Most things in nature live to grow, reproduce and die. They come. They are. They transition back into the earth. Humans seem to feel we must be more and better than.

Better than what and how is the question. Other manifestations in nature help each other or facilitate other things, but they generally don't go overboard doing it. It seems to be a natural give and take.

Many people seem to need to over do things that have no real point in making their quality of life better. If they simply enjoy it then that is the point. But I see them doing it to impress each other and that is pretty fruitless in the long scheme of things. Impressing others lasts relatively short times. In the long run most people will not even recall it down the road.

I see people who go back to working their old jobs in their seventies because they want to buy things. Buying seems to become their main joy and focus. Most of these things are to impress those around them with their taste, or affluence, or whatever, but it doesn't seem to make them content. It simply drives them to overdo in other areas of their lives. If one flower is pretty, wouldn't a hundred be prettier? If one can of bug spray works, wouldn't two be better? 

It's the old give a mouse a cookie thing. If you give a senior a house, she's going to want flowers for the yard and the flowers will need a hose to water them and then the grass will grow and she will need a lawn mower to cut the grass and that lawn mower will need batteries to run and that means she will have less time to do other things, so the hose never makes it out of the car, so she needs buckets of water for the flowers and that means she needs to buy a bucket. (true story.)

Maybe we should focus more on what makes us content and stop looking for more extravagant reasons to be.