The world is a lab of sorts—an exploration.  A test of curiosity.  A way to create. Often times I think we are too serious.  We take our work too seriously, we take ourselves too seriously, we prioritize meaningless things, create hierarchies.  To what end?  We all end up in the same place.  I often wondered how a world filled with so much life and beauty and creativity and flow coexisted with the need for absolute order.  Like, we take the constant of math, a universal language, and it goes side by side with painters and musicians and poets.  Nature presents itself in fractal patterns.  The beauty of the natural world operates with unimagined possibility yet it still is within the natural law.  Animals, plants, the natural desire for symmetry, balance.  So I can take it that there is need for both in this world, the creative exploration and the natural laws that define existence.  If there wasn’t need for both they wouldn’t exist.  I’ve often wanted to know what my life would have been like had I followed more pursuits and questions rather than simply seeking answers and regurgitating information to everyone, becoming a copy of what had already been done to satisfy the ego. If I hadn’t taken myself so seriously and tried to portray that image of the serious girl.  I would have wasted a lot less time proving and a lot more time doing what fit and made sense to me.

The universe is so vast, so filled with possibility and potential that the mind can’t truly fathom it.  The human brain is designed to put order into what we do and to make sense of the order around us—and that often applies to what we see in the physical realm.  We’re curious by nature—if we weren’t we wouldn’t have cut bodies open to see what’s inside, we wouldn’t be able to fly or speak on the telephone (slightly less gruesome than the first example 😊).  It makes sense to make sense of things.  For survival purposes alone we need to understand how the world operates, what will and will not hurt us, what we need to protect ourselves. It’s been a slow evolution but once we started, we put some hustle into it.  Now, for as much as I’ve looked for guidance/direction on what to do, aside from natural law, I have struggled with the concept of operating in the parameters set by someone else.  I mean, I was always a rule follower to the letter and I sought order and control.  I’m sure we all do on some level.  But I can’t stand when someone tells me what to do.  Yet you ask me what I want to do and often times my brain turns to mush in the moment—I’m complex what can I say?

I started looking at the habit of seeking guidance differently.  We all have creative tendencies in us but we have an expectation to make something of them so to speak.  Like, creation can’t be taken seriously without proving its value.  We take ourselves so seriously that we only value what other people say has value.  That is why we put so much pressure on ourselves to be a certain way and why we seek the approval of others.  We created a system that we value more than the work people put out.  There are very few people out there who do the work for the sake of doing the work—but those who do create magic.  And what is the point of taking this life, taking ourselves as seriously as we do?  Have you seen what we look like during sex?  Come on, that alone is hilarious.  And, if someone shows up late to work and gets a warning, what is the worst of it?  A piece of paper or a note filed electronically chastising us—but does that leave a mark on our permanent record?  Do we get that engraved on our headstones when we die?  No.  So why do we let that so severely impact our time here like any mistake is a black mark against us as part of society.  I would hope that in this day and age we would value more about a person than whether or not they were on time, because at the end of the day it’s really insignificant. 

Why do we live like this with our very limited time here? Why do we choose to live in repetition of bad ideas, in struggles for power and domination, to create things that determine what someone is worth? Money isn’t fucking real.  It’s not some resource grown that we can’t live without.  It was man made, a tool.  The world is designed to cooperate and to exchange ideas and learn about and from each other.  This world designed for fun.  It isn’t about proving who is right or who has the most of anything—it’s about loving and working together.  It’s about fulfilling our role and if we keep taking ourselves as seriously as we do we are going to lose the opportunity to see the world for what it is: an endless playground filled with unimaginable creativity and joy that we are meant to tap into.  Why are we wasting our time with harnessing power over each other when we can harness power over our creative edge?  Why do we define what is important by someone else’s definition of worth?  We try to accomplish too much and our attention is too divided because we are straddling multiple realms of existence at once: functioning according to society’s standards, fulfilling our creative desire (and our purpose), and doing that to the approval of all those around us.  Let’s break this down.  We are meant to have fun—we aren’t meant to hinge our entire being and worth on how long we stayed at work and perfect attendance.  Because the truth is, we never know how many games we have the opportunity to see or how many dinners we have with friends or family.  Step into the lab and create, my friends.  Don’t put limitations on what you feel needs to be created at our hands.  Stop being so serious and have some fun.