The Loners Of Our Lives

People need people. That's the God honest truth of things. We may say we are more comfortable being alone. We may even say that we're happiest to realise that we're loners. But when you consider all that there is in life…it boils down to one sinple equation. People need people.

I've been a loner for a…large part of my life. You tend to learn a lot of things by the end of it. You learn to appreciate the sound of silence. You learn to appreciate the fact that you don't have to deal with a lot of dolts out there who signal left then turn right. You learn to appreciate that the things in life are more efficient, more simple when there is no one around you to mess up the egular routine that you have walled yourself up under.

Then again…some things in life will make you realise that just because things are far more efficient, just because you don't waste more time cleaning up the mess that other idiots leave behind, doesn't mean you end up being satisfied with what you have.

I don't know what things will make you change your mind but it's hard for a loner to change their mindset to realise that they need people. I should know, it took me a whole series of life changing events (it was more like 3) before I realised this fact that I need people around me. But at the end of it, life itself…no matter how troublesome and painstakingly annoying to be with people…always end up with things tasting better than you can experience without people around you to share it with.

Maybe because life like all things need that sense of unpredictable chaos, that wedge in the gears to make things a little more…interesting. As loners, you're in control of everything. You shun people because life ends up being simpler and as such…everything you do ends up by your own hands. You do things as best to your abilities…and that's all that you can be.

People are…unpredictable really. You got complete morons, that's for sure. Catatonic idiots that I would love to burn in a large bonfire. It doesn't mean that you can't have people that are worth paying attention to. People who can give you ideas worth following. People who can make things even more efficient than you have already pushed it. People who give you a reason to make things better in your life. A reason to live for more than just surviving for yourself.

Whether we like it or not, we're all connected to people. Unless you moved yourself to an uninhabited island where you are cut off from the world at large. We live in a society of interactions. It's pretty hypocritical to say you don't need people when you begin to realise that everything you have or everything you own or eveything you rely on…depends on people to make, create, maintain or otherwise give to you. So rather than closing up to the world you're simply a part of. Why is it so hard to live a little in it?

Sure, relationships with people are complicated. Then again since when is life ever that easy to begin with? The only equation I can see here is this…because it's more complicated to begin with, it means that the rewards you get from it are even greater than that you can get on your own. Yeah fine…you got all the bad shit when you are with people. But just because it's the first thing that you can see, doesn't mean it's the last thing you'll experience.

Of course, at the end of it, it's all up to you. Like I said, being a loner, we can't get enough of this life of the solitary wolf. It takes a lot to change our minds and more often than we're always stubborn about it seeing all we can see. Then again, the best things in life don't come by standing on your own. We've always been social animals driven by the purpose of working together to creating something greater than ourselves. Don't you think it's time you take a chance? I like to think so.

1 Trackback and Pingbacks: »

  • Footsteps in the Mirror » A Monologue Worth Sharing
    [...] I'd like to make an addition to the post yesterday. It's too bad I didn't find this out before, it would have been really cool to add in this quote. I hope it makes as much sense to whoever is reading this as it made perfect sense to me. When I was a boy there was a great storm, and thousands of starfish were washed up on the beach. I saw a beautiful little girl running up and down the beach, frantically throwing the starfish back into the water. I said to her: "What's the use? You'll never be able to save them all. It won't make any difference." She held up a starfish and said: "it makes a difference to this one." [...]

6 People Said A Couple Of Things: »