Greed

Here Come The FloodGates

I am Greed; or the lack of.
If Greed is a flaw of human nature that degrades and holds it back, than am I some being greater than those that call themselves human?
Or am I worse?
For if I do not possess something that makes human beings so great, am I at a disadvantage?
But if such a trait is a limiting factor, is it then in my favor?
Then, what is the Truth?
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What is Greed?
Is it an emotion? A trait?
If so, can it be inherited, handed down, like other traits such as red hair or freckles?
Then, what am I? Who am I?
What do I exist for?
Why can I not experience this sensation they call Greed? Yet, why do I personify it in every aspect?
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We are defined by our flaws and our strong points; both of, neither of, or either of all at the same time. Not quite simultaneously, but more like continuously present. 
Sort of like quatum superposition.
Except with emotions.
I don't know who “we” are.
Not even an inkling.
I have come to the conclusion that the numerous Truths are hidden within reality; woven into the existence of the Universe. However, there is no set answer. 
1+1 does not equal 2.
They are merely representations of these concepts of the Universe we have shrunk down to standards simple enough for us to comprehend.
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And yet.
I want to comprehend.
I want to understand.
I want.... so much.
I want to grasp the world's knowledge in my hands.
I want to find the Truth.
I want to know the meaning for my existence.
I want.... it all.
I want the Universe in all its glory. In all its horror.
I want.... everything.
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Is this it?
Is this.... what they call Greed?
This thirst for knowledge?
This consuming burn?
But then. 
Why does it retreat as quickly as it comes?
Why does it leave me feeling so empty?
I try to reach down for the feeling, but there's...... nothing.
It's gone.
It's a void.
It doesn't exist.
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Life in its paradoxical glory. In its paradoxical horror.
And by definition, we are paradoxes. Paradoxical glories. Paradoxical horrors. 
We live by contradicting ourselves. Yet conforming to our and other's expectations at the same time.
But perhaps that is the only way we know how.

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