Humans

It's amazing how people can actually create things which are multiples of their size. As I peered out of the MRT window yesterday, I saw a couple of people in the streets below. They looked small from above. They were insignificant as compared to the stretches of roads, street lamps, buildings and several other architectures. All these fixtures and architectures evolved from the minds and hands of humans. Humans could actually create things which are bigger and longer than them. Interesting if when I really give such things much thoughts.

Since we could produce such things, why can't we make our lives better? Why convict ourselves to the evil side of life? Were our lives forged to take these treacherous paths? Is it a losing game? Can't we turn the tables to make our lives better? The process of turning a heavy table may be tough but it could still be turned eventually, if the desire is there. So probably, at the end of the day, it boils down to choices. Do we want to get out of it? Many a time, it's an issue of 'want to' rather than 'cannot'. A person may want to crawl out of a dark pit to see the much more comforting sunlight again... however, the way up is arduous. As the period spent in the pit drags, the person gets more accustomed to the darkness, and soon he may be overwhelmed with lethargy and overpowered by the weakness, leading him to think that he may not get out. There, he blew his chance. If he had wanted to climb up, he would have.. and he would then be able to see the sun again. A choice has to be made.