The Simple Life

You know, sometimes it’s just a pain in the rear being someone who asks questions. There’s something to be said for the simple life. Something to be said for someone who follows without asking questions. Which life do you think is easier - the life Jason Bourne led as an agent, or the one he led after having a crisis of conscience? And yes, I know Bourne is not a real person, but the parallel is there and it exists for all of us.
It’s painful to ask questions. It’s painful to call things into question. It’s painful to explore deeper, to want more, to understand.

Your mind doesn’t rest. It doesn’t let up. When someone says something, you examine it, explore it, question it. You immediately don’t trust, inspecting everything to find a valid reason to trust. Your mind tells you that every fact is only opinion. You must find the truth yourself, for those around you have ulterior motives. They want allies. They want to control you. They want to own you.

In this search for truth, you look - with a certain amount of disdain or disgust - at those leading a simple life. You can’t believe how anyone around you could NOT be thinking the same way you do. It’s arrogant, yes, but it’s so deeply rooted in who you are that it is almost futile to fight it. You are arrogant and conceited - but you are also right. You’re one of the select few that is right. You wear it as a badge of honor.

Then you realize that this search for absolute truth can consume you. It can erode your sense of humanity. It can tear away at the things you cling to that make you stable. It makes you yearn. For what?

The simple life.

You realize that a lot of the questions you ask are nothing more than hot air. Your arrogance really is just that. It’s not justified and it’s certainly not because you’re right. Yes, many people follow blindly without questioning. However, what you long for is not to become part of the mindless myrmidon, but to put into proper value the things that truly matter. Rather than question doctrine, philosophy and bigger than human issues, you choose to focus on family, friends and life in general.

You understand that time is evil. It plays games with you. It fools you into believing there is plenty of it, only to rob you of it when you need it the most. You learn that if you don’t conquer your time, it will conquer you. You will burn it away in petty things that don’t matter, while those who truly need it from you are left to suffer. You burn with the anger that a paycheck does not buy your soul, but many think it does. And you kick yourself as you often bend to your weaknesses and embrace the darker side of wasting time.

I long for simplicity.

I long for the simple life.

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