Frustration

I do not believe in true independence. I think there is always something to depend on. Human beings were created to be dependent. I speak of dependence as an overall thing. I cannot therefore claim indepednence on my own existence because i depend on air to breathe- on the farmers to make the food grow, and to seek my purpose in life. It is frustrating to not know how to depend and to try to depend on what I think I know. If only I could truly be independent. Which meant surviving without the means to have to survive and surviving would no longer be a verb but just be a part of what I am.
It is frustrating to grapple with the idea that I choose my destiny but at the same time, as much as I can predict the pattern of what might happen, I still do not know because one will always be trying to adapt to the situation in thinking that we are making the situation adapt to us. Perhaps it is about conforming our souls to the harsh realities of this life instead of conforming reality to what we want it to be. Unfortunately in a world of pluralism and relativsm where you and I are correct, this reality becomes convulted because your shades of white and black are not the same as mine. If it were, life would be much simpler; instead, we are left with shades of gray.

Creation

In the event of imagination, we create whether we like it or not. We create fear. We create love. We create life. We create death. It is the thing that makes us human. Can animals express their feelings in a manner other than noise and grunting? Could human thought have ever transcended to its present state without the voice of imagination?

Pain

Do our pains matter to us and if pain is a result of human pride and i focus on the more significant issues of life, does that mean i am dealing with it or avoiding it? If life is about perspective, then am i achieving selflessness but rationalizing that my pains are insignificant to those of someone else who is suffering so much more and that it is my duty to alleviate that?