Desire

People always say that desire kills. Yes, They don't say it directly to your face, but they go around the bushes - not two, three or even four, maybe five of six sets of them. "have you thought about that deep enough?" one might say. Hey, we are human. We have desire. Not many has the will power to stop them and even fewer has the tendency to walk in front of a shop without peeping into the display and admire Louis Vuitton new handbag or DKNY trendy outfit. Some will stand there for ages and admire the beauty of the displayed material and some will even go into the shop, try it on, took photo from the camera and walk off without buying it - soon enough we see this dazzling lady with a DKNY new skirt and tops and look all glamorous in her facebook account.

Well, desire lures you in various form, shape and size. Some might be money-resistant well others might be hunk-attraction. Some might be jerk-proof and some might be bitch-tolerant. Some might sleep on the left side of the bed, others might like to sleep with both eyes open. If people say that beauty is subjective, the same goes to desire. A person's wants is never exact to what his friends might want. Harry wants a beemer and told his friends that is the best vehicle of its standard. Marv, however, thinks quietly that the best vehicle of its standard is Alphard. Different people have different desire. We classify them as we pleased. Those who are material-desired type of people we call them materialists. Those who have the desire to have less furniture in their homes we call them minimalists. Those who have the tendency to fall in love with older guys, we call them cocksucker/gold-digger. And, please don't deny that its not true.

We stereotype. We stereotype other people's desires and take a look at it as if it is a form of disease. Aren't we free to feel what we are feeling without people labeling our actions? I may sound immature but think about it this way, why do we have to stop doing the things we desire to do only to find rejections from all corner of our life? Yes, they care. But doing something without passion that is robotic. Pretending that you are better in control of your desire,while you know you can't, that is plastic.

You are free to choose what you want to do with your life. Be true to yourself or, you can play along to fit the social blind fold just to be a part from their presence. You decide.

Love,
Martha Moore.