Found and corrected this essay my son aka little buddha wrote. The words brought tears to my eyes as many of us want to be free and never fit into the box called the mundane life. Love and peace to such a gentleman. Love you Caleb O DeBose for touching my heart on this beautiful day. Namaste. An Unordinary Man in An Extraordinary City By Essayist Caleb O DeBose Copyright 2010 The other night I was out and about in the city on my way from work. It wasnt a particularly special night or anything of the sort. The night was, like any other mundane Tuesday. A night in which no one could give a hoot about. I ended up downtown Providence like usual waiting for my eleven o clock bus. I was early in getting there. Instead of waiting in Kennedy Plaza, I decided to take a stroll to the river and back. I had been fortunate enough to remember to charge and bring my ipod for the bus ride. The song Ordinary People by John Legend was blaring in my ear. It just so happened I was in a strange kind of mood to have such a mellow song actually blasting. I was listening to both the melody and the words. The piano mans talent contributed to the ambiance that had set within my soul. He was talking about being a couple and struggling not with perfection but with ordinary problems of a relationship. It was a song that had touched my heart before. As I approached the place where they held the last Water fire, the subject of struggling with love was not on my mind for once. Instead, my thoughts switched to role of being ordinary. What was it to be ordinary? as the philosophical portion of my mind poured in. Why do we have to bound ourselves to the definition of ordinary and why can we not strive for more? As the infinity and beyond construct bounced into play; and no, Buzz Light-year did influence my thought process on that, though now it seems he had a point in a different aspect... These questions and more filled my brain and as I stared into the night skyscape. Also the question of isnt this romantic? popped up... But wait, back to the subject on my mind here. I knew that I already knew the answers to these questions; society has built a lower standard for people to reach. The lower standard is to make us feel satisfied with less than a full life. In our human nature, we actually do at times feel the need to go for more in life to live a full life. We CAN strive for more, and YES this is romantic and I don’t care what you think. We don’t have to remain ordinary. We can reach out to be and do something extraordinary. I thought to my overloaded, brain stimulated self theres so much opportunity that God has placed in this city and that I have yet to take even the slightest of chances to do something I would truly love to do! It dawned on me how many others dont take the chance either, let alone realize it. I know that some will never get the opportunity or are unable to, and that some have taken advantage of their surroundings. There was so much that people could do here and I felt as if though perhaps a large portion of human society waste their time on things that do not matter. Of course as all of this was running through this yearning young man’s mind, I had no clue as to what it was that a lot of others spent countless time on. Truly, this thought brought me back to my point: why do we have to stick to focusing on whats an ordinary everyday life and not focus on the infinite possibilities. Why do we live in the confines of this box that we have created in life? Theres so much more to life than this usually is how the quote goes upon realizing that there’s nothing to show for what has been done in someone’s life. As I stood there I knew I did not want to become one of those people who go through the motions and go nowhere…. I looked at the water…The reflection I gazed upon was my own, of course. There was so much space around it I thought I could literally drown in it. I mean, I looked and saw how much room there was that could be filled with other things. Then, I looked beyond my reflection and the space around it and saw what else there actually was! The reflection of buildings, lights, and even other people. Like the opportunities I felt were there but unseen at first. I remembered the time and knew there was a bus to catch if I wanted to get home at all. A longtime had passed since I clicked the pause icon on my blue ipod nano. The music had sparked feelings that I knew had been on at least one person’s mind throughout the centuries of time. There was no doubting that what just filtered through my mind may not have been so profound. It was not the profundity I had been looking for but the honesty of the matter within my heart. It irritated me to think there was nothing I could do to change my path at this current moment. I had a bus to catch so, I zipped up my coat and threw my hood over my head. I started to walk toward Kennedy Plaza. I looked back once at the center of the water and then up towards the sky. Often, after that night I still look up to the sky. As I look up to the sky, I have a knowing this world is bigger than me. I had only wished that night for others and myself to seek the experiences we were holding within our hearts and minds.
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