False Happiness

Sometimes when I sit outside my balcony for a smoke, I see a little beetle buzzing against the glass panel of the door trying to get into the room. Is it the light from inside that attracts this little insect to it? Does it think that daytime is happening there while it remains trapped in the region of night? Even so, doesn’t it know that what it seeks for is only an illusion of the real thing?

It made me wonder, how many of us are like this little beetle? How many of us actually seek for an illusion that isn't real? A fantasy we strive so hard to achieve, telling ourselves over and over again that if we only had it, our lives would be fulfilled. Could be in areas of relationships, jobs or even family and friends. The scary thing is we wont know if it's going to be just an illusion, or if it is the real deal until we finally get it.

Like the beetle, we persistently and continually plow through all obstacle, trying to achieve our goals. What happens when we finally do succeed? We find ourselves stuck in a room with false light. Suddenly we realize that although things may look alike, its not really what we were looking for.

Unfortunately, not many are lucky enough to find their way out again from that false light. We end up circling the room, trapped in a maze of confusion. Worst still is that some may continually live in the lie, convincing themselves that this is really what they want. I guess one could say that we make do with the best. Its sad to know that we compromise on happiness.

But as i sit here watching, I realize something else. Although the beetle may try to enter this room now, it will also try to get out once dawn approaches and it realizes that its on the wrong side. With that same gritty determination, I know this little beetle will continually buzz at the door, trying to find a way to get out until it succeeds when morning comes. And when it finally does, life doesn’t miraculously become better. It still faces the daily dangers that nature throws at it, but at least its now on the right side of its world.

"Life is a constant struggle
but we fight each day to make it better"

I guess it doesnt matter if we get lost along the way sometimes, what matters is we do not give up but fight to find the way again.



*Edit

After such inspiration drawn from that little beetle, i'm dissapointed to say that the little guy failed me. Going out for a second smoke, I see it's carcass protruding rudely from the mouth of a lizard. That cheeky bugger (the lizard i mean) even had the nerve to let out a little chuckle! Greedy bastard!