What you want, you don’t have, and what you have, you don’t want

It’s funny how often times in life, what we want, we don’t have, and what we have, we don’t want.

And the kicker being that when we finally do get what we want, we don’t want it anymore.

I know this has been a recurring theme in my life.

Those things or experiences that I wanted, or thought I wanted, I just couldn’t seem to get them when I really wanted to have them.

And by the time I finally got those things or was able to have those experiences, I didn’t want or need them anymore.

What’s the point of having desires and dreams and fantasies when in the end you find out you don’t even need or want those things that you thought you wanted?

The ultimate absurdity of life is that life sticks it in your face.  It finds a way to show you what you want, sometimes even giving you what you want immediately, and other times delaying your wants and needs until you realize you don’t even want it anymore.

And all this desiring, dreaming, fantasizing is nothing more than chasing a carrot on a stick.

God being the puppet master dangling that carrot on a stick in front of us.

So what is God’s goal?  Is there a goal?  Or is God nothing more than that guy hiding behind a curtain in the Wizard of Oz.  A powerless but manipulative fraud.   Is there even a God or Gods?   Or is this all some matrix or endless loop that connects everything?

Is this all some kind of game to amuse us, to make us chase around that carrot on a stick so we can act the fool for God to laugh at us?

Life is truly a meaningless exercise in chasing a carrot.  Going after that degree, the six-figure  career, a family, a luxury car, a big house or TV.  Sex, drugs, music, movies… all just distractions to keep us from realizing that this is a prison!   A prison for our minds and the bodies we inhabit.

What’s the point though?   Just stuff.  Just things to do.  Just ways to pass the time.  And for what ultimate purpose?

In the end we all exit the same way as everyone else — buried in the ground with our corpses slowly decomposing like all the other things on this world.

Nothing lasts forever here on earth.  It’s constant change and evolution.

Even humans are compostable.

Or if you get cremated — you go back to being dust.  Truly dust to dust–  and ashes to ashes.  The eco-way to go.

Cest’ la vie