Thursday, December 1, 2011

BEYOND Magazine : Finally full

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How much do you need to be happy ?

How many zeros on your bank statement ? How many credit cards, debit cards, Gold Visa, American Express, Diners Club ?

How many friends on Facebook, followers on Twitter, contacts on BBM to feel alive ? How many air miles to feel free ? How many inches of silicone, how many shoes, dresses, carats, to feel like a woman ? How much horsepower in your car engine to feel like a man ? How many undone beds to feel loved ?

How big your restaurant check should be to acknowledge you had a good meal ? How much should you spend on your wedding, how many guests, how much icing on the cake, to believe you're soulmates ?

How many demonstrators in the streets to understand you have a voice ? Thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions ?

We live in a gluttonous world. More, always more. Never satisfied. Never full. We devour, we guzzle, we bloat, we inflate, we get fat.

We get fat when we should be growing.

Over the years, we keep acquiring, accumulating, compiling, like good little dung beetles. Spending our lives carrying large balls of crap.

But if one day we stumble, if the treasure escapes us, if the dung ball rolls away beyond our reach, we suddenly feel empty and lost, alone and naked. Deeply, terribly naked. Like after a tsunami or a civil war. When we go home and discover that there is nothing left, that everything was swept away.

Life’s gifts often come as kicks in the ass. When we get one, we curse, we moan, we groan, we scream, we cry, we puke. Then we calm down. We inhale. We exhale. And finally wake up. The fog slowly lifts and we begin to see things as they really are. We begin to understand that all our treasures were mere disguises, armors, bulletproof vests. That underneath we are fundamentally crippled. And it’s about time to actually learn to stand up and walk.

True freedom, that's when it starts.

When we wake up. When the fog lifts. When we stand up and walk. When we stop being the stockbrokers of our daily lives and become the writers of our destiny.

When we decide to grow instead of getting fat.

When we understand that a Christmas tree, as twinkling as it may be, only glitters for a short while. While Cedars in the wild last a millennia.

When we fathom that one person, just one, with a clear vision and the user manual that comes with it, has much more power to change the future than millions of demonstrators chanting empty chants.

When we cannot anymore pretend to love before we stop lying between all consenting sheets, before we stop forgetting in whose asses we've been sleeping.

When we stop trading and begin sharing.

When we can simply say : « I’m finally full. »


© Claude El Khal, 2011

Previously published on this blog in September 2011

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Beautifully written! this text reminds me of Plato's analogy of the cave, all men are condemned to be slaves of one reality...the one shown by a cruel materialistic world where all evil things are disguised in wealthy, beautiful garments, where truth, virtue and freedom of spirit are the curse of the few who choose to remove the veil and see... truly see, with their minds and hearts what eyes can never see. These people are restless fighters for the righteousness, dedicating their lives if not sacrificing it in the name of their believes, no matter how small the change will be. These people are free, enlightened, exceptional, these people are "full", but these people are very few if not rare,if not in course of extinction...Therefore, if they ever exist, if ever they are not extinguished, forcefully silenced, banished or declared mentally impaired, their life is a series of suffering, isolation and persecution... i wonder where is happiness among all this? i wouldn't know, i am not one of these, would you?

Anonymous said...

by the way the french version of this article "le compte est bon" was the first of your articles i came to read and since then i'm an addict... (same previous anonymous)

Anonymous said...

i like !!!! ( i would have been satistied if i knew how2 'select profile' ?1 ;)