Growth

Each of us, every being, every animal, every living organism on this earth, start of as something minuscule, something so tiny that there is no way to separate us from the rest of the world that surrounds us. But we all find something to latch on, something that nourishes us. And we grow from an insignificant speck of recycled star dust into the beginnings of life. We multiply, grow, evolve into something. We might not be significant, not yet, but we are something. And from this something we continue to grow, we  are born. We sprout. We hatch out of our shells. From this point on, we have the entire world at our fingertips. We've already made it so far from that insignificant speck into a being capable of life, of love. There is so much potential, so much beauty, in the mere idea of living. Yet this is the thing that people most frequently abuse, their power to really, truly, LIVE. People take advantage of their ability to breathe, to speak, to think, to feel, to love. They waste their breath babbling nonsense. They waste their speech on spreading rumors. They waste their ability to think on selfish thoughts. They waste their feelings on petty desires. But most of all, they waste love. They waste it on material possessions, on the desire to be the center of attention, on nothingness. So many people have lost touch with what it means to be alive. To love. To be. So many take advantage of the miracle that each breath represents. People need to rewind. They need to return to their roots; return to the very seed they came from. They need to realize that they are here, on this earth, and they are part of something much bigger and far beyond themselves. They need to appreciate their ability to love. To create. To inspire. To be alive.