Category: Randomosity…

by Trapt

A purpose, we might see it as the goal, or maybe a place to stop on a long road. There is a need…everyone gets it to a degree…that ambition to make or participate in something meaningful…to live a complete life…we can attribute it wanton ambition, desperation, or even simple, unbending belief in something that should happen. No take a snapshot of one average day. How many minutes do we sit and waste…wondering…hypothesizing…daydreaming. I of course and talking about myself, only being privy to the thoughts of a relatively small portion of some individuals’ thoughts. I wouldn’t claim to be an authority, simply running under the assumption that a significant larger portion of us are subject to the “ooooh Shiny!” syndrome than is actually made public…because if that isnt true…we have a whole planet full of sheeple that are only content to eat, sleep, mate, rinse and repeat. I guess what I think is that it’s expected to not DO anything to improve our standard of living…but it’s an utter travesty to not at the very least consider the feasibility of assisting in the endeavor. Am I wrong? Seriously?!