"Well, yes, ma'am, I do... I mean, I got everything I need right here with me. I mean.. here I am on the grandest ship in the world having champagne with you fine people. I figure life's a gift and I don't intend on wasting it. You don't know what hand you're gonna get dealt next. You learn to take life as it comes at you... to make each day count." Jack Dawson
- Titanic 1997
Life is a gift. The way we interact with it and embrace it is our biggest challenge. Is life materialistic? Based on aesthetically perfect things, and grand things that shower us with perception of wealth. Can the largest ship in the world be the golden ticket to the greatest life? Titanic on a grand scale created a new beginning for people, a hope for a future. But, why was the ship so doomed?
Do we often at times over-exaggerate to appear first class, smart, charismatic, or astute? Are objects in the rear view mirror actually larger than they appear?
I can figuratively say that I mis-read people. I assume they take me for face value, and I can return the attention without perceptual transfer. Yet, when we speak do we realize how the other person interprets our thoughts and words? I never realized that each person, no matter how selfless they appear, are basically really selfish. We love to hear ourselves speak, yet we are skeptical to embrace other's accomplishments and intentions. Sometimes other's dreams.
If life is a grand ship, beautifully designed to make us see the different layers of status, why do we spend so much time breaking down each layer of each person?
What really do we want to get out of people? I was pondering the thought that maybe in some selfish way we all tell stories to "one-up" another. I haven't met too many people that don't try to group themselves into self relating experiences. We want to feel a part of something, large or small, grand or dull, humans and people don't want to step outside the conformity of the world unless someone is there with them.
I can't emphasize enough that competition is around us. Perception is around us. But, why do we compete? Why are we expecting so much out of people, yet afraid to be let down? Are we that afraid to be isolated as a lessor that we put ourselves out there no matter what the cost?
Are we all building our own Titanic and assuming we are the king of our own world?