On Fears

THE question itself scares me. Thinking of any answer demanded by the title of this post scares me. A lot. The reason is plain simple. I start to think of several, yeah, several humane answers that almost any person may think of. I fear death. I fear losing people I love. I fear the unknown, the unseen.

One fear that I would like to focus on for this post might perhaps be one of the most controversial topics the world buzzes about today--fear of the end of the world.

Not to blame recent films narrating the end of the world (thanks Armageddon, Day After Tomorrow, 2012), the world goes gaga over various theories and ways that may be possible methods of how the world may end. Soon enough, we might realize we have come up with so many ideas of how we imagine to wnd our very own home! Nevertheless, we fear the very ideas we generate.

Whilst we get busy being creative of the apocalyptic scenario, we oftentimes forget many of things we really have to focus on. Why think of how the world could end if you could think of how to save the world from degradation? Why theorize regarding what you will do when the day-the-world-ends comes when you could formulate ways on living your life the best way you can even before that day comes?

I fear being caught at the day of reckoning not being able to live my life to the fullest. It scares me to imagine I have wasted my years of existence when I could have done wonderful things to others.

It is funny, if not foolish, that man plans or anticipates to end his world in ways unimaginable when he could not figure out how to live his life the best ways he could even before his most fearful day comes.

“The mark of your ignorance is the depth of your belief in injustice and tragedy. What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the master calls a butterfly.” - Richard Bach

Transform the thoughts of your fears into thoughts of how you could live your life even before your fears outlive you.

What is it that scares you the most?