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The power of writing.

Sometimes, it amazes me how powerful words can actually be. There's true beauty in the methods we use for communication, which raises even bigger questions about why we are here, and the things that we are doing in this world. Perhaps we aren't doing anything. Perhaps we have some greater meaning. Or maybe we are just the toys of some evil god somewhere. I don't really know, but I think I realized today, I don't really care.

Whether its communicating, or expressing what we did today in poor or great manners, words are just a means of describing. They can stir emotion, and move the world, but alone, they are nothing but useless symbols and drawings. We, human beings, give them meaning.

So, what is the true purpose of us as human beings in this earth? I have thought of so many things and I can't help but think that happiness is often posed as the answer. Sometime in a few years people usually want a family, a significant other, and children, others want to see every corner of the world but mostly its just in the pursuit of the fabled happiness.

This pursuit led to the existence of the materialistic world, an economic abuse of our desire to be satisfied and a true exploit of our never ending curiosity, but who are we kidding, we all know that we live in a lie if materials justify any true value in our hearts. It is family and friends that grant your smiles at sundown, and family and friends that will be there with you whether this message gets to you on an iPad, laptop, or Android phone. What is the message you may ask? Well, nothing big, just a small request, in inspiration from a fellow writer from In Over Your Head.

If you want more context, go on over there and read some, it' really good symbols, with true meaning. But, one of the experiments on the site is the Homework experiment, where each Friday Julien (the writer) releases an assignment that you have to do, and it involves some type of social action, like last week it was to 'emulate someone who is more confident than you are".

Well, today, I have a small request for you. I want you to go out there, and do good for another human being.

That's it, all I ask is that you take a minute out of the life you may claim is so holy and sacred, and do something for somebody else.

It doesn't really matter what you do. Like, today on my bike ride back from work I saw a nail on the bike path and I just kept on going. But in retrospect, I should have taken that nail off the bike path, and help a fellow biker avoid a flat tire.

Or like the other day when I found a fellow employees badge on the way to work which must have fallen off, and I picked it up and took it to his desk. It felt phenomenal.

If you come here to tell me that there wasn't an opportunity, I can tell you a million times that you are wrong, and you are not looking. The ability to do good is everywhere, you just have to open your eyes outside your world, and maybe let your heart do the thinking some more.

I'd love to hear what you have to say, and how you changed the world, even if it was something really small, or seemingly insignificant.

 And if you were wondering, the reason I don't really care is because doing good makes me happy, so I don't care about what greater purpose might be out there. I am here to do good, whatever that means, a smile is all I need, and all I'll ever ask for.

Take care,


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