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Thoughts About Value, Meaning, and Being Of Worth To Others

Finding Real Reasons To Live

What is value today in the minds of most people? It seems they respect money, power, and the illusions of grander. What could they find about someone like me to value? It certainly wouldn’t be my status, it wouldn’t be the money I have in the bank.

There are not many friends in my life, even fewer that know me. Seems I have existed as a ghost in this world for some twenty years, living like some misfit that doesn’t know better. Yet, you would be hard pressed to understand my point of view, such things only happen after you have fallen from grace; and learned some tough lessons the difficult way.

Seems there was nothing to protect me from my fall. In some ways, I had it all some twenty years ago; yet nothing I had was enough to protect me from the fall I have taken. So what does one do when there seems to be nothing of this world that can prevent what you have from being taken from you? Seems awful unfair if you ask me.

If you have known tough times, you might find some value in what I have had to say in my writing. I’m not sure how many would understand my point of view, seems the world today; most people don’t have many first world problems to really deal with.

Of what I have had to endure; they have denied me my honor, my dignity, and taken my self respect. Seems the basic functions of my life have been under attack for more than twenty years. Sometimes, I have reason to believe they did it all to hurt me. That may be true; that they are really so ruthless that they only wanted to hurt me.

Living my life will open your eyes, it would be enough to make you loose faith in humanity in whole. Seems the way this has been, there is nothing they could ever do to make it up to me. I have to wonder after having been treated like I have been, if they human race has any value? Maybe some value; but for people that claim to know their worth and treat me like I have none, isn’t very respectful.

If you know your value; and you treat other people as though they have none, maybe your pride is in the way of being a respectable being. Really what kind of value could you have to be able to treat others as though they have none? Seems people have lost their kindness in ways that leave the human race wanting of reason.

The world is a mess, and these days the problems aren’t getting better. Many today have become cruel, or living in total despair; of what kind of life have we created in this world that these problems are permitted to continue like this?

Life has to get a lot better. You may agree with me about that. If you are not in agreement with that idea, how can you live with yourself in this world and still be a respectable person? Are you blind to the problem? Wake up!

Wake Up!

Really value only comes from the whole having value, when there are those that are treated like they don’t really matter; that takes away from the value of the whole. For the whole to be the most valuable, everyone has to be treated like they matter, respected, and have their dignity intact.

So many today have allowed their lives to be as Charles Bukowski said, “Clubbed into dank submission.” Most people are not really more than warm sacks of shit. Pity, because life is meant to be lived, and too many today want to take even that away from us. I’m not sure what kind of life they want to live, seems to me; it’s not more than a living death.

Do what makes you feel alive. Value is more than meets the eye, somehow we have to get through to them, reach their hearts and minds; to make them believe that not everyone is going to tolerate being treated like a warm sack of shit.

If you know your value, and you treat anyone as though they have less value than you have; what does that say about you? Humans should remember, that they are all living clay, and not be superior to those that are their own kind, even more so they should respect those who are above them.

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Written by Christopher Thomas, A Real Misfit