Life a Journey By Train

In life,i believe that you need two things.Dreams and Balls.
Dreams,in order to have a purpose in life..A goal..A final destination..
Balls,in order to find the strength to fight in order to make your dreams come true.

The sad thing tho,is that life is putting us in certain"musts",certain lines and is setting to us virtual,"fake" final destinations..Virtual,"fake" goals..So,after all you start to forget your first goals that YOU had set for you as an existence in your "naive"times.

When you used to be a child,you used to have some dreams..Some goals..Some believes that would mark up your way to your final destinations.Sadly,somewhere in the middle of your way to"maturity"you see that things ain't as you expected them to be.And you learn to adapt,you learn to race versus your self in order to achieve goals that didn't start as yours, but turned out to be yours.Goals that weren't set by you from the start according to your believes or your alikes,but goals that were set for you,by life itself.Or better say,by things that come along with life as life passes by..

To set an example,imagine life,as a ride by train,and the small"wants"you have from your life-the small or big things you want to do in your life,imagine them as the stops at the various small stations the train stops during that trip.
So life is a ride that you believe that leads to an exotic final destination.A destination that you were dreaming since you were a"naive"child.All excited,you enter in that train called LIFE..You are all happy and ready for that trip of your dreams.That trip that you used to picture in your mind soo many times,and now you are actually a grown up and ready to do this trip!Soon enough tho,as the time passes by,surprisingly enough,you find out that you cant get down from the train wherever you want to enjoy your trip,but ONLY in specific stops that SOMEONE ELSE(aka train aka life itself)has arranged for you.So,since there is nothing you can do about it,you just lay back in your chair,and you try to adapt to that schedule that was predefined without even being asked..

Hours pass..Months...years..Decades..And after a point,you get used to it..and you forget what exactly you wanted to enjoy from that trip..You are trying to recall in your memory,all matured now,what were these things that you wanted to see..What were these things that you wanted to do during that trip..Why you wanted to do these things..But all you can do is just that thing.Just to lay back in your comfortable chair..looking out from the window and be thinking"what a beautiful scenery(how beatifull life is"BUT YOU DONT FUCKING LIVE IT YOU MORAN,YOU JUST SEE IT PASSING BY AND YOU CAN DO JACKSHIT")..And the saddest part ain't over yet my old chumps..The saddest and most pathetic thing is that in the end,you even forget what your exotic final destination you wanted..And you just end up saying"Fuck it anyway,i haven't enjoyed a single stop that i wanted anyway,lets just wait for the train to stop and i will be happy if my chair at least stays that comfortable and nothing unexpected happens to the trip.i am warm here,comfortable,safe here anyway..and that's,my dear fellas,is called ADAPTATION.

In the end,ladies and gentlemen,before even you notice it..the trip called life,ends..And you MUST get down from the train.The train has arrived to its final destination..But..But..It's not what you were dreaming when you were an innocent child..No it's not..But you have no idea what the fuck it is..You just feel tired and glad that it has ended..Glad and happy,partly,because you had a comfortable trip..A safe trip..You had some nice moments like meeting some people that were travelling with you,making relationships with them..Being friends with them..You even met a beatiful girl and had children with her during that long trip..But still,somewhere deep inside you,you don't feel happy enough..A tiny voice inside you,is yelling hard,something..Something that you can't listen clearly..maybe it's saying"that was a nice trip,you had happy moments,but you were planning something else..You wanted something else..You had Other or More dreams..You used to want to get down and see some"places"and enjoy the scenary..You didnt want to be able to get down to predefined stations and stops..You didn't quite have THIS final destination in your mind..

But..But..But..That's all folks.That's all..You had your trip,and you can't have have another one..Because..Simply..YOU,like everyone else..Had an one way ticket..

PS:Arguments are welcomed and many can say i am not optimistic as a person.Somewhere deep inside you tho,you will find great truths in that comparison of a story.