As I walked around campus today, I realised that my feet were actually on the physical ground. Now this might not sound like an epiphany moment to you; but it sure made me scream “Eureka!” to the surprise of the people around me. Luckilly I’m studying in SA, if I would’ve done this in the UK or even USA, the outcome might have been a bit different. Imagine walking on the cobble stone pathways in Cambridge University. Random dull faces so focussed on their destination, passing by. And there, I suddenly stop in the middle of my determined rhythmic walk, shouting: “Eureka!!!” They would certainly have employed the police. Shoot now, question later.
Western culture lacks something that the African culture has in abudance. Saying exactly what you are thinking. So many students and adults, totally loose their grasp on reality. Some even go on a killing rampage, shooting everything and everyone in their path. Unsuprisingly they usally end the blood bath, with one last bullet. With modern technology and self promotion playing such an important factor in our status in society, we hide our trueselves and sell this perfect image to the world. Everyone wants to be perfect. This once godly attribute became so easy to have. Simply fake it.
We keep so many truths from the world, because we’re afraid of what they might think of us, or that it might ruin our reputation of almighty stature. We lie even bigger lies, just to conceal the little bit of humanity we have left.
Anyway, as I walked further, I went up a high building. Suddenly I felt the unspoken call for help from society. The secret whisper grabbed my attention as I looked out of the 20th floor’s windows. It’s spring. It’s purple. My feet weren’t on the ground anymore, it was high in the air, overlooking a city so small beneath me.
We think; I want to be someone, therefore I must be blind to injustice. I want to succeed, therefore I cannot fail. I want to be perfect, therefore I have no imperfections. But truth is, we are all liars. We are in a constant battle with our own thoughts. Denying our humanity and all the failures it brings with it. We are afraid to discuss our deepest fear or sorrow with the one’s we love most. We fear they’ll reject us, so we stick to the constant war inside our souls.
How many people have committed suicide because they were too afraid to tell their loving parents about their sexual orientation? How many fathers felt like a failure in life because the big bucks didn’t show, and killed themselves?
We are all useless piles of carbon and water that will eventually rot away with all the other crap on earth. Our souls though, they’ll live on. Why do we put ourselves through this personal war just to impress and fit in with a world that will eventually pass away? We strive for the skies and even the universe. Hoora! I say. But we’ll never reach that godlyhood that we so strive to reach.
As I came down the lift, I counted all the things I’ve lied about the present myself as flawless. When I started, I couldn’t stop. I was genuinely going down in more than one way. As the doors opened and my feat were firmly on the ground again, I realised we can all have the perfect society – if only we admitted we are crappy gods.
Go ahead and live a human life. If your pure truth is rejected by your loved ones, give them this blog article, as they probably still believe that only animals pee and poo.