We are nothing to the Universe. Our problems, our troubles, our school work, our fears, nothing.
I’ve been thinking about the big picture lately. The big picture as in everything in the world, the worlds problems, the worlds issues, the worlds fears, the worlds everything.
I don’t know what got me thinking, but I keep thinking about how my problems are absolutely nothing compared to the rest of the Universe. There is so much more out there than my annoyances with roommates or the test that I failed last week because I chose not to study.
I may be a poor college student, but I am going to school. I have the ability to read, the ability to communicate, to walk, to live in a place where there are so many more blessings than there are troubles.
To the Universe my problems mean nothing. They mean nothing compared to half the world that is making only living off of $2.50 PER day.
The people that mean the most to the Universe are the people that have to make it work with only $2.50 a day. Or the people who donate their savings to foundations that save lives. Or the people who trick the homeless man into winning the lottery by giving him the most money he has ever held in his life.
These people are the people that mean the most to the Universe. They change lives.
So if you’re reading this, that problem that is in the back of your head about not having enough money to go to the next big concert, or not being able to buy those shoes you saw, forget those problems, they mean nothing.
No matter the age, race, gender, political stance, or religion, be that person that means something to the Universe.
Being in your 20′s is a mid-life crisis of your own where you have to figure out what you are and who you are.
I’m new to the whole 20′s thing, but I can already tell that these will be the years where dreams become reality, where my words can be published, where I can overcome fears and go where I want to go. But I’m dedicated to making my efforts mean something to the Universe.