When you take moments to do certain things you think about things.
You might want to look at the mountains, or the ocean. Then wonder what would happen if things just changed. The way we lived, the way we did things, the way we said things.

In my case I often wonder what our true purpose in life trully is. We are constantly consumed by technology that we forget what it means. I often look out of my window, and have all sorts of things just randomly pop into my head. I think about how children often get an ipad for their birthdays, and how that affects them psychologically. Last year I was on my way back from Adelaide when I was with my former partner. While he went to the bathroom I saw two children doing nothing. But watching cartoons on their Ipads. Why aren't they making up silly games that kids did in 90s like I did? Why aren't they talking to each other over while eating icecream? Makes me wonder how kids these days will grow up.
Then there is me Just looking out my window, drinking tea, writing in my diary and eating breakfast to break up my screentime in the mornings. You know what I think about? I think about our purpose on this tainted planet we call earth. This place was meant to be a place of sanctuary. We were meant to take care of nature by keeping our birdbaths full on hot days in our backyards, We were meant to take care of out fellow humans if one of us were in dire need. We were meant to bring better messages accross to make this place, and the people in it more beautiful. The list goes on.
And yet alot of us are so afraid to step in and help. Alot of us are too busy to help. Alot of us are too selfish to help. But let's look at it more. How long does it take to just do the simplest thing, and how good would you feel if you just did your part? You cannot use "It's the way of the world these days" as an answer.
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