Even a palace can be a prison.
Do you have any idea what it means
to be in a box? You know that feeling when you are caged in an
apparently-looking comfort zone? You have everything you need, you are
everything you dream, you do whatever you wish, yet you are so imprisoned you
can’t decide if what you are feeling is the real deal. Or even when things go
awry, you thank God, at least for the life. I tell you, even a palace can be a
prison.
From time immemorial, primordial
thoughts have dominated humans and controlled our decisions and actions. You
and I are so much smeared in the process that we consciously forget the rules.
We live the rules. We breathe it and exhale it in daily bases. You and I make
every of our decisions instantaneously. We don’t have to think far before we
feel fair in the process of our daily lives. It is no surprise we have become
living legends of ourselves. As we say, we
are part of the system.
No reasonable human dare challenge
the tripods on which he has formed the strength of his success. We only
challenge ideas, philosophies and policies that seem not to be favorably
disposed to our rationale. When things don’t work out, we walk away. When we
feel fear, we feign faith. When our destinies become endangered, we violently
violate whatever poses as a threat. It’s not unusual for you to see your next
door neighbor bawl at his sixteen year old kid to study medicine. Your landlady
is always talking about how her daughter will read law and be a lawyer. Your
boss in the office is always “gospelling” you on the benefits of civil
engineering. Politicians and the government are always bullying you into
draconian policies and suffocating infrastructures. Little wonder you are
confused. I get it. But I tell you, not until you become unreasonable and trip
over that balanced tripod; you might live forever the life of another in the
ignorance of what yours should have been. A lot of us will cry when shown the
original manuscript of our life as written by the divine script-writer, God.
The box we live in is called a lot
of things. To some, it's culture. To others, it’s simply their fears. Some, it
is religion. Others still, they perpetually live in their success. They become
so successful that no other option is worth a try. For them, it’s either a way
or the highway. Lots of name is given to this larger than life cubicle.
Why then do you and I have to
extricate and relieve ourselves of the burden of this prison? Why do I have to
exorcise myself from the spirits that very well dictate the tune by
monopolizing the pipe and its music? Why on earth do you need to peep outside
Pandora’s Box and for once see the outside world as it truly is? After all, the
contents of the box are out and we took its place. Literally, of course.
We need to because the world is not
what we think or want it to be. Life is not the way we dream it. Where butterflies
fly from crystal springs in lush meadows and beautiful valleys serene plateaus,
adorning the skies. It is not a place where animal speaks and lilies sprout at
the sprinkling of the fairy’s magic dust. No! Only in Alice’s Wonderland will
you find such scenes. The world is far beyond the imaginations of our wishes. It
is as it is, not as we would like it to be. Till we accept that scary fact, we
will only meander through the maze of confusion; never making headway in
providing adequately for its tomorrow.
The beauty of this all is that so
much possibilities lie outside this mystery box. Fraternizing with our fantasies
inside the prison of our thoughts, fears, dispositions, future and whatever you
choose to call it is not an option. It is a must! You must think outside of it.
Your future is dependent on your innate ability to carve out a thought pattern
from the millions of ideas frolicking through your head. I would have you know
that every man becomes what he thinks inadvertently. Either you think it or
wish it; you are a victim of your thought.
So why not go out there and create
something new. You have lived too long inside the palace. You think it a palace
because it affords you the luxury to a sense of belonging, because you have
this illusion of self-will, because you feel being part of something. The sad
truth however, is that it is never enough to be part of something if you are
expendable. Your palace does not constitute the world of discoveries. Think
beyond the box. It is necessary. Important! Governments and economies have
failed because they were not built on foundational principles and ideologies
that sustain longevity. Illusions don’t hold sway forever.
There are only two kinds of people
in the world; the what ifs and what if nots. On one hand, the what if are the adventurers; they are
the ones who are always excited at the possibility of a new discoveries, prospect
of a new insights, new failures, new mistakes, new successes. They are the ones
that dare to dream and leap outside the box quadrangle. On the other hand, the what if nots never try something new.
They are in constant fear of threading new paths and sailing new seas. They are
always asking themselves “What if that is not the right way?” They do not doubt
because they never try. You only doubt what you think about, don’t you? For
them, the status quo is the only quo. Where do you belong? Choose your side
wisely.
Remember, even palaces can be prisons. Do something differently today. One of two things will happen; either you fail but learn or you succeed and learn still.
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