The Man at the Door

I got called a philosopher yesterday from someone who reads my blogs. They said that I seem to look at all of the smallest details in life that seem to get overlooked. I feel that philosopher is a little much. More or less, just someone who wants to learn more about life. A journey, if you will, to find what life means, to get more of a clear understanding. I told them I'd be more of a Buddhist than a philosopher.

I've been exploring other's blogs this week. I found that a lot of people who blog dedicate everything to their religion, more specifically Christianity. I read blog after blog, bible verse after bible verse, and it honestly started to irritate me. Religion just doesn't seem like a legitimate reason to start a blog. I really felt tempted to post about my religion on my blog (let's just say it's far from Christianity), but refrained. I won't fall in to what everybody else thinks is cool. I'm not like that.

My life has drastically become more enjoyable in the past week. I read a quote from a friend of mine, and I felt it was on topic enough to share with you: "Fun is happiness. Nothing should ever be sadness and negativity." Personally, I think that goes along with my pursuit of the meaning of life. Fun. I experienced all of this first hand. Having people that care so much about you surround you and just to have an incredible time. Life has its ups and downs. You can never tell what way life is going to tell you to go. People say that you have the ability to control your life.

I find that statement unrealistic.

If we could control life, I'm sure that an incredible number of us wouldn't be in the position we were in. We wouldn't choose to lose certain people in our life, we wouldn't choose to be in a low-income portion of society, we wouldn't have people living in the streets impoverned and hungry and without a mother or a father. Life is as uncontrolable as the raging sea. No matter how much you fight the current, you will eventually be pulled in whatever direction the sea has planned for you. I wish it were different.

That's besides the point.

I learned other things, too, that I once thought to be impossible. Long ago, in a time of grave hardship, I had a dear friend of mine tell me these words that I still live by today: "When one door closes in life, another one opens." Lately, I have been experiencing that in full force. So many opportunities have been knocking at my door, and I've been answering. This is a gamble though. Not everything that comes through the door will aide us in our oddessy through life.

When we answer the door, a bright and happy man comes to the front step, dressed in fancy clothing and wearing a brilliant smile. We trust this man, even allow him into our own residence. This man can definitely be who he claims to be. His promises of fortune and wealth can follow through, impacting us in such a unfathomable way. At the same time, this man can wear a smile of lies. He could be after us, to decieve us and to take everything away from us. Our fortune. Our prosperity. Our happiness. Even our life at times. In this sense, sometimes the man at the door comes to us with a promise, and leaves us for dead. With nothing.

Maybe I'm too trusting.