Ordinary Person, what do we really mean by being an average Ordinary Person? Some people would say a person who is a mediocre. Mediocre in what aspect? Is it mediocre in skills? In looks? On his career? What makes up a mediocre person? Strings of questions running to and fro in my mind while I enter the PUV. It really is kind of disappointing to see that a person’s obstacles will not end. It will continue on indefinitely and maybe haunt you for the rest of your life. Obstacles, hmm.. maybe let us just assume that it is challenges that we must all overcome in order to live. Or to experience life. What if you could see that all around you people are losing those challenges.. To see that further resistance is utterly pathetic and futile. That’s something to think about. Now, why do an average human come to that conclusion? Because he is a loser.. or maybe because he is a mediocre with not enough drive? Drive.. how do we define drive? Can we name a factor affecting that so called Human Drive? Or human perseverance? Perhaps human resilience.. words words words.. all of it. A word is just a word.. maybe what really matters is its connection to what we think or feel at that particular moment. Okay.. so drive.. what makes a human fight? To resist, to adapt, and to continue living amidst all the challenges presented to him by fate or whatever you call it. I don’t know about any of you, but I believe that humans fight because of Hope. The last curse to leave the box of Pandora. That bastard Epimetheus should have just copulated the hell out of Pandora and left the box as is. Yet here we are with hope. Is it really a curse to have hope? Undying Hope that will inspire and motivate us to resist and continue living? I don’t have an answer to that ofcourse.. and I would like to leave at that for the time being. Hope is such a vague connection that it will need another entry to discuss. Perhaps if I think of it again whilst sitting on the middle seat of an FX contorted in pain just to make room for three more persons trying to get to their work.
So where we? Ah yes… humans fight because of hope. According to all the stories that I have ever heard in all my life, its the number one reason for resisting. Sure, people will say.. ‘Hey! I did it for Love Idiot!’ or ‘No.. I did it for my family!’ or ‘I did it for myself’ or ‘I live to make a better future’ or better yet.. ‘World Peace..’. Oh common!! Do you not see its common denominator? It all boils down to hope my friend. As plain and as simple as that..heck we can translate all of clichés above like ‘I continue to make our relationship work because im hoping that she can live me back as much as I love her’. 2nd ‘I continue the struggle because im hoping that my family will have a better future’. 3rd ‘I am hoping that my life would get better.’. and 4th ‘fuck me, I dunno what im talking about, im just pretty.’
See?
Ofcourse I might be wrong.. Hey! No one’s perfect! But I sincerely believe that hope is humans’ simultaneous source of greatest strength and weakness. It makes us fight to the end yet makes us refuse to see the inevitable. The crushing threat of defeat looming everlasting above our puny little minds.. just like the sword of Damocles.
Think of it this way…
A battalion of Gendarmes Cavalry charges head on… one lone figure stands in the way.. a peasant with no equipment but pitchfork and clothes behind his back..
What will he do? Will he retreat? Shall he surrender…no my friend.. he will fight. Its not because he has a big heart, or divine or providence or any other romantic stuff. He will fight to the end in hopes that he may have a better life in the Elysian Fields.. in hopes that after this enormous challenge he will rise up in triumph! Only to fail flat in our stupid faces ..
as we curse the gods for our hopeless debacle who will we turn to? Is it the fault of the gods? Is it our faults? Well.. its up to us decide.. we all have a different opinion to that.
But one thing is for sure, it is better to die standing rather than live kneeling.
We are only humans, we can not and will not emerge victorious to all stuff that fate will throw at us. But as long as we do what we have to do, to fight even though we know that there really is no chance.. we will emerge knowing that we did our best.. and maybe,
Just maybe we will find what were really looking for…PACE.
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