“Life, is misery...” GB said that… Back in 500 BC, I think.
A lot of us seem to talk about how the world ‘used’ to be a better place. How ‘things were much different back in my days.’ But were they really? Sure we’ve progressed in terms of technology. From fists to arrows to guns to ‘weapons of mass destruction’ - but the plot is still around the same lines.
“Life is misery...” It’s odd, but, it seems that the simplest and smallest of statements tend to be the ones that encapsulate the whole spirit of things that are vast or indefinable. Life... Death... God...? -- like, “Death is a Pony” or “God is a Barista named Sushi at a secret café in (location withheld)”
“Life is misery...” GB said that in pure honesty. It’s not meant to be a negative statement. It’s supposed to be a motivating one. It’s like saying, “the well is deep” -- now that you know that, chances are, you won’t jump in and drown yourself. Or will you?
I sometimes feel, we all ‘see’ where the complications are... We ‘know’ where the misery is... But we still choose it. In fact, a lot of times I think we pick misery over happiness – and consciously! Our misery is like a trophy... Happiness is just momentary, but misery, you can frame – you can show it to friends -- the pain-staking journey you’ve been through...
“Life is misery...” But, as Brian Shelby said, “It's the sour and the sweet. And I know sour, which allows me to appreciate the sweet... Because, without the bitter, baby - the sweet ain't as sweet...”
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