Those things that help you through even the darkness of times. Or that give you hope to keep moving on, a force so strong that people devote their lives to. Sometimes it can be a curse that controls us, or a gift that saves us. Whatever you believe in, fight for, or live for it basically does the same for everyone.
I think that believeing in something is necessary. Whether it be a person or many, an object, an idea. It could save someone just like the sound of Om saved Siddhartha. There comes a point in our lives where everything just seems to tumble down, and for me sometimes believeing that everything serves a purpose or the biggest cliche of them all, everything happens for a reason helps. Everybody tells me that it isn't comforting at all, but it works for me, everybody should do what works for them.
My 3rd grade science teacher Ms.Tobin always said, "fair isn't what he or she gets, it's what he or she needs" usually it would just frustrate me because Justin was allowed to chew gum and I wasn't. Now I understand, I mean if meditating and thinking works for Siddhartha, thats cool. And if going to church every day (seriously everyday works for my grandma then so be it. It frustrates me that we all complicate the world so much with our "religious differences" or "ways of life" when really it's all the same.
Going back to my last blog post, Siddhartha rebirths again, and while describing it I can relate it to how people feel when they go on those journeys. Like the guy we heard last class who walked across North America. Even though their motives are totally different, they experience similar feelings.
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