Nothing seems to be easy anymore. Do you remember those days when everything was as simple as pushing a button or pulling a lever? Summer vacations held nothing more than free time to hang with friends, watch TV, play video games, go to the movies, etc. Even school was merely an exercise in patience--because once that bell rang, responsibility disappeared into thin air. Sure, there was some homework, but really what was the worst consequence of not doing it?
The term 'child's play' refers to any task or performance that is simple and easy to accomplish, as in, "Wolfgang, riding a bicycle is child's play. You shouldn't have fallen over 46 times in a row. I mean, your 38 years old!" But I want to make an addition to the meaning: the implication of freedom. Yeah, riding that bicycle may be easy to master, but when was the last time anyone over the age of 20 had the time to go out and ride one? When was the last time you had the time to go run through your neighbor's corn rows? Or build a treehouse? Or go night swimming?
Maybe you have to ride a bike to work because you don't have a car and it's only a quarter of a mile. Maybe you had to run through your neighbor's corn because the cops were chasing you after discovering 300 pounds of heroin in your bathtub. But that's not what I'm talking about here.
I'm talking about leisure.
Children have little else but leisure. The world does not stop rotating if a child decides to sit in a grassy field for 14 hours and guess what shape the clouds are making. Nobody suffers when a child dedicates 12 hours a day for two solid weeks building a fort made exclusively out of snow (complete with an arched entryway and ceiling, I might add!). And no one loses sleep when children moll about the playground discussing the weird idiosyncrasies of the opposite sex (to this day, some of my friends and I are still not entirely convinced that cooties aren't real).
In fact, I believe the opposite is true: Adults DO suffer from NOT participating in 'child's play' activities. Adults whittle their lives away trying to pay for a place to live and food to eat and clothes to wear; they suffocate themselves in pursuing fanciful pie-in-the-sky reveries of success and, to be quite honest, trivial ideologies that amount to a modicum of moral or social value.
Here's my point: Saint Paul said that when he was a child, he spoke like a child and acted like a child, but when he became a man, he put away childish things. He's right. Adult's cannot, I repeat, cannot do the things that children do; not, at least, if they want any form of society to exist. Such is the sobering nature of life.
For the Youth: Enjoy your life to the fullest. Don't destroy yourself with drugs; don't waste your time with work; and whatever you do, stay the hell away from sex--it's perhaps the only act in this world that can immediately take away your innocence and make you an adult against your will.
For the Adults: Our lives are over. I hope you enjoyed your childhood. Clench your teeth, grind into life and for hell's sake, make sure you remain moral, as getting to the end of life and finding out that you didn't make it would be the ultimate suck.
Whew, that's a hard reality. Okay, here I go. Good luck, everyone!
Tschuss!
The term 'child's play' refers to any task or performance that is simple and easy to accomplish, as in, "Wolfgang, riding a bicycle is child's play. You shouldn't have fallen over 46 times in a row. I mean, your 38 years old!" But I want to make an addition to the meaning: the implication of freedom. Yeah, riding that bicycle may be easy to master, but when was the last time anyone over the age of 20 had the time to go out and ride one? When was the last time you had the time to go run through your neighbor's corn rows? Or build a treehouse? Or go night swimming?
Maybe you have to ride a bike to work because you don't have a car and it's only a quarter of a mile. Maybe you had to run through your neighbor's corn because the cops were chasing you after discovering 300 pounds of heroin in your bathtub. But that's not what I'm talking about here.
I'm talking about leisure.
Children have little else but leisure. The world does not stop rotating if a child decides to sit in a grassy field for 14 hours and guess what shape the clouds are making. Nobody suffers when a child dedicates 12 hours a day for two solid weeks building a fort made exclusively out of snow (complete with an arched entryway and ceiling, I might add!). And no one loses sleep when children moll about the playground discussing the weird idiosyncrasies of the opposite sex (to this day, some of my friends and I are still not entirely convinced that cooties aren't real).
In fact, I believe the opposite is true: Adults DO suffer from NOT participating in 'child's play' activities. Adults whittle their lives away trying to pay for a place to live and food to eat and clothes to wear; they suffocate themselves in pursuing fanciful pie-in-the-sky reveries of success and, to be quite honest, trivial ideologies that amount to a modicum of moral or social value.
Here's my point: Saint Paul said that when he was a child, he spoke like a child and acted like a child, but when he became a man, he put away childish things. He's right. Adult's cannot, I repeat, cannot do the things that children do; not, at least, if they want any form of society to exist. Such is the sobering nature of life.
For the Youth: Enjoy your life to the fullest. Don't destroy yourself with drugs; don't waste your time with work; and whatever you do, stay the hell away from sex--it's perhaps the only act in this world that can immediately take away your innocence and make you an adult against your will.
For the Adults: Our lives are over. I hope you enjoyed your childhood. Clench your teeth, grind into life and for hell's sake, make sure you remain moral, as getting to the end of life and finding out that you didn't make it would be the ultimate suck.
Whew, that's a hard reality. Okay, here I go. Good luck, everyone!
Tschuss!
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