Is the World worth saving?
My answer is always yes but I’ve been thinking about why I feel that way. Because I know there are a lot of days when it’s hard to see the purpose of putting forth any real effort into doing anything other than surviving so why do more than just survive?
This is a question I’ve been asking myself for some time because I know other people, especially young people have been asking it. I know the struggle for answers in the face of very loud and ugly opposition from people who seem hellbent and determined to destroy everything if they don’t get their way. So why put up a fight against people who honestly don’t give a shit whether they live or die?
First, this is the only rock in the Universe we’ve been able to live on. We haven’t mastered interstellar travel and it’s going to be a good long while before we do. So first of all, we don’t need to burn our own house down just so we can blast off the wreckage and find another rock to do the same shit to again.
Second, this little blue ball hurtling through space is pretty awesome. It’s amazing in its’ beauty, and its’ ability to sustain and nurture life. And with a little love and care, it’ll take care of us in return.
Third, because I don’t want to die. I’ve come to terms with my mortality and I understand all too well death comes for us all. But I sure as hell don’t need to hasten it and I’m not going to let anyone shove me into the grave to satisfy their own bullshit need to be an asshole.
Most of all, I’m tired of living in a constant state of anxiety. I’m tired of feeling like I have to be on the edge all the time. That’s not a way to live and it’s not healthy either. In the darkest times of my past, I used to think the assholes of the world wanted me to be constantly on edge and that if I stepped back from that edge they’d push me over it. Now I know that’s not true because the average asshole doesn’t think about anyone or anything past the tip of their own nose.
Sometimes I feel like the world is sustained on a constant outrage machine but I know that most outrage is manufactured by assholes in order to fatten their greedy self-serving pockets, or well-intentioned people who need to learn how to tone it down and take it easy. Most change happens very slowly in this world because humans are the epitome of the term ‘slower on the upstart’. Most humans take a lot of time and effort to really change their lives and because of that, as a collective whole, humanity takes a good long while to pull its’ collective head out of its’ ass.
But I do believe despite our slowness in changing things for the better, we have to do it. And we have to keep pushing for change despite assholes saying we’re out of line for demanding changes in order to save lives or make this world a better place. We also have to keep pushing back against the assholes who say change isn’t possible or sustainable. It’s too damn easy to back off and give assholes space rather than standing up to them and telling them to shut the fuck up. Because the average asshole who is fighting change is really nothing but a bullying coward who can’t think their way out of a paper bag. And most of all, anxiety is a lying asshole most of the time.
I know it’s hard to see a bigger picture or believe in a better future when shit seems to happen constantly. I know it’s hard to see the good in this world when it seems like something’s always breaking or falling apart or some crisis blows up in our faces every time we sit down to take a breather. But guess what? Shit’s going to happen even if you’re sitting down. Unless that shit is literally coming down on you, take that breather and think things through instead of just reacting. For the longest time, I used to think I just had to deal with things as they came and without breathing. Now I know unless nuclear hellfire is raining down, I can take a step back and think before I do something.
The world is worth saving and it doesn’t require perfection or perfect solutions. To my way of thinking, you do what it takes to get it done and if it gets the job done and someone still doesn’t like that, they can go fuck themselves all to hell. Don’t be hard on yourself and don’t be hard on other people just trying to survive.
When I think my part in trying to make this world a better place and helping people if given the opportunity, I feel alive. I feel the tension inside my body ease up and my concentration sharpen. Getting wrapped up in anxiety does the exact opposite and I’m sick and tired of that shit. And as my late father used to say, the quickest way to get out of a hole is to quit digging and start climbing.
So let’s climb out of our holes and the graves we don’t need to dig for ourselves, and let’s give a damn about saving this world of ours once and for all.