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Being Twenty-Something.

They say these are the best years of our lives, when we grow into the person we will slightly become, our morals will be tested in the ever changing world and we will strive only by social conformity to be something were not, unless we find a way to really understand ourselves and the actions we place upon our lives. Our friendships will be tested as time goes on, our circles will change dramatically we will find the person looking back at us in the mirror will be nothing like what we thought, yes these most certainly  are the best years of our lives.

I have friends who are happily married, friends who are engaged, friends with mortgages and friends who rent, friends who are loosing their jobs and friends who love their jobs, friends who are so close who understand my mind state and then friends who are psychopaths who don't.
Its funny when we look at the circles we are accompanied to and the dynamics they all face as individuals.

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Society has placed an image within everyone's head of what the ideal person should look like.
We should go to college, get a degree and master our minds by social conformity and settle into a bull shit life based on the standards of our parents.
Were told from a young age to be better, get better grades at school, be the best player on the team, be the best god damn ass hole you can be; no wonder our generation is so complex compared to the previous when the standards of excellence are always being raised. But has anyone ever challenged this fact and thought about what suites them better, what they want in life for themselves ?
Why is it that in a world so diverse as our's with so many cultures, religious beliefs and practices do we settle our mind in a westernised box ?

I guess my point is, we are only ever going to be this age once. Correct. Why are we wasting the best years of our lives worrying about endless crap that's going to be there when were thirty and forty.
How have we let society brainwash us into thinking this way, and to what extent is it going to continue for ?
Sometimes I get an urge to pack up my shit and go, book a one way ticket and take a stand, break the rules and do something for me, because I think underneath it all a lot of people forget that, we have activity participated in everything we've created.
Be it a concious effort of subconscious, every decision has resulted in this moment, every action has sprung back three fold and either created havoc or harmony.
We are the ones creating this life and how much we choose to see and feel it, is our decision.

Are your twenties really, the best years of your life ?


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