The Doubt

What if?
Those two words can define your life, they can summarize an entire generation. They can change the world.
It's amazing how many words we speak, how many meanings they can have and just what we will say in order to change things.
Though what is done, is done. Words can't change that but maybe they can shift what is thought to have been done. Alter perceptions and change the history books. Thats the thing with life, we can share it with so many people and have one that is so special to us and that we share are all with, but they will never know the full picture. Perhaps we can't even ever know the full picture of ourselves. Our eyes can be so deceptive. Our opinions so misconstrued. Stories and fables, tall tales and fairytales.
Our lies will slowly consume us, our insecurities will frame us and the deceit will define us.
There is no redemption in our day and age where our horror stories and our acts of terror are portrayed more and more than the greatness of our capabilities as human beings.
The legacies and memories we leave behind will remain, but not for long. Even the lives we lead are infinitesimal in terms of what has, what is and what will be.  Not too much of a stretch to compare us to a spec of dust. Even that is quite generous.
This world is full of scary people, frightening what some people do, horrendous what some few do. But something 'the rest' of us fail to realise is, we all have the capacity to do the exact same, and actually even worse.

Lies and deceit seem to shape this world. The Truth seems to just break down and damage the world 'we' have created. Our legacies will be the fables and stories of our lives, constructed and fabricated. Misfortune & Doubt turn this world into a uneasy and very temporary place.
The sense of loss and disorientation in a world built on shaken ground that abides to strict laws that just unshape the world as it is, it's a feeling that transfixes us all at some point, more than others in some. The sense of law and order is a great misdeed to how we COULD live our lives, not saying we should, but then again why not?
There seems to be a serious lacking in living, the world is vastly over populated with our species, just imagine if we were viewed as an infestation? A higher governing power in the universe could put up a big tent around the planet and fumigate us all. They'd have great right to from what we have done to this planet, our great misuse and disrespect for the only home we have.
This ever enhancing and developing that seems to be define the richest of countries deprives them of a unique and treasured ideal, the sense of honor. It is without doubt lost in the society of today and the shaping of the future. We have no respect for ourselves anymore as in such we have lost all hope for everyone around us. The modern man starts to reflect all the hatred and spite in the world and mirrors it onto others and the infection begins. Chivalry, respect, honor, loyalty, worth, they are becoming long forgotten.
The pressures of everyday life today is often too much for many to handle, we are all supposed to make a reason and purpose for ourselves in a time where the big machine should be maintained and lay down your sacrifices for. We're creating something gaudy and empty. Our lives have become a commodity and our individuality has become expendable. Everything is expected and contingency plans in place just should the worse happen. Well now whats wrong with the worst happening? Surely some sense of destruction and threat is good, healthy, it gets you going and keeps you strong. Sheltering away and letting the world spin in its dumb pride is just irresponsible, letting the 'man' dwell in its selfish, glutton filled greed. It showers our every move now days, we want what we can't have, then when we get what we want, we no longer want it no more. Something better, bigger, flashier and smarter emerges. We're taught to love the new and accept with open arms the dreams and words of others, people we don't even know. We're lulled into a state where our defenses are not just lowered, they are annihilated completely and we cannot fight against the hypnotic, suggestiveness of everyday living.
We all feel far too safe.
Pain, a good pose of pain will get the cobwebs dusted and the muscles refreshed.
Anything, everything, needn't be a pursuit of something bigger. A belief in better. A far too common thought is that something will come to us or that fate will bring along something good to us. Well the world is not a good place, the global consensus of what makes the world spin is far too dark a place to imagine. Needless deaths ending even more needless lives. There was a time when every life was a miracle, what changed?