What’s The Point?

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What is it, what is the fucking point of pushing and pulling striving and straining?  Moving at a pace that seems frantic all for what? Who are we trying to impress?

What are we trying to earn?

Trying to be better than what?

What are we?  Where is the standard?  I know a lot of people garner their standard of how they are supposed to be and supposed to live from a past version of a person sent to earth from the heavens.

Or even from a past version of a parent a role model or even the past version of themselves that they deemed so much better than they are right now.

Some will look to the future prospects of who they are, we will look into the void of time not yet here and say at some point out there I will be the man the woman the person I am supposed to be.  The person I was born to be the person that I can be proud of that I can hold my head up high to the world and say, “that’s me dammit, look at me I am amazing.”

What about right now?  What about who you are at this moment?  What about the fact that everything in your mind as past and present is all some form of imagination.  That time in a linear since only exists on your calendar and smartphone.

How about this.  The only you that will ever be, is the one existing precisely at this moment.  The only you that will ever be is reading this Fucking Word and asking “did he have to cuss and use capital letters there?”  Yeah, I did.

The only you there ever was, is, and will be is the one you are sitting with right now in front of your computer, or smartphone reading this and wondering to yourself.

“What is the point in all of this?  I don’t know what I am doing here. The person I was is no good the person I want to be doesn’t have a shot in hell at making a bit of difference.  I am broke, ugly, stupid, my kids don’t love me, I have no prospects and well, WHATS THE FUCKING POINT?”

Here’s the deal, no one really likes to hear this but, if you’re thinking this you are wrong, 100% absolutely wrong.  Every bit of it is wrong.  All of it is wrong.  All of those things I mentioned are things outside of your control, things perceived in an improper context from the angle of linear time.

We walk around with this great weight on our backs that we must earn our life, we must earn every bit of happiness we get, every lunch and ever hug.  We have to earn Love and pray for grace.  We must be different than we already are because what we presently are is a sad excuse for a human being.

We go chasing shadows.  We live a perpetual life of always behind or too far out in front and we never get to experience the time and space where every, single bit of life is.

Right Here, Right Now.  You are in the vortex of life, the spinning mass of all human existence and abundance.  Every, single thing ever required for life is available to you in this very moment.




Things that Do Not Exist.

The Point is That you are.  You Have Been and You always will be in the only moment that ever mattered and there is nothing you can do to EARN a Damn thing.  You can just accept it.

And anyway doesn’t it seem strange that when we go to our higher power, whatever that may be, in prayer and start asking for stuff we want.  We ask for a raise, a new job, a happier marriage, a nicer car.  This is the creator of the Universe we think we are talking to, sit back and receive whatever IT wants to give you.

Do not Limit yourself Now.

And breath, all that ever was and ever will be is happening right now and it’s happening for your benefit.  Accept what the lesson or the blessing is and keep going.



Published by Matthew Whiteside

I am a writer, a storyteller, a yarn-spinning freakazoid. My life is full of two things today, lessons and blessings. I write fiction mostly but I also love to write about my life and the things I go through on a daily basis. Writing it out inspires and motivates me and that's why I do it. Plus if it does that for me maybe it will for someone else too.

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