as I see it. As how it should be lived.
Foggy
People live through life following what everyone else did, what everyone else does, without asking if it’s what they want, if that’s what they like. They strive to achieve high grades at school, get a good job at a well-known company, declare to the world that they are married with a wedding dinner, have offsprings because it’s a must?, tries to get their children into the best schools, get good grades, grow up to become top professionals and hope that these children will take care of them in their older years, and they die, having not done anything they liked or wanted to do. Unless what they lived for was to take wedding photos, invite the whole world (who doesn’t really care) to their wedding dinner, have children and worry about which school to send them to. What have they done for themselves?
The cycle continues for generations.
We’re not insects. We’re not here to breed and die. We’re here to live a life. The way we want it. The way we like it.

Unless you enjoy putting on a show, why the need to throw a wedding banquet. Why the need to tell anyone but yourselves that you’re getting married. If people want respect, they should also respect.
Unless children are wanted or liked, they are just a waste of time and a waste of funds. And they become pests to the world if the parents who brought them to the world, don’t teach them well. And if having children is to have someone look after you in your older years, you might as well save your funds and enrol yourself into an aged-care. 24 hours care 365 days a year. Can children give you that amount of care?

Typical questions are “What are you studying? What do you work as? When are you getting married? When are you having children? When are you having the next child? Shouldn’t you be saving for your children’s education?”
Why don’t people ever ask “When are you getting your favourite car? Why don’t you save for your next holiday? Why do you have children?”

This is like the Monkey Story. My version of the Monkey Story.
Each monkey takes its turn to climb up a banana tree. Monkey A climbs up, sees a bunch of bananas halfway up, leaves it and climbs back down. It tells Monkey B before it leaves…”You’ll see a bunch of bananas halfway through the climb. Don’t touch the bananas, just leave it and get back down.” Monkey B asks “Why not?”. Monkey A replies “I don’t know. The monkey before me told me not to, so I just did as told.”
Monkey B makes its way up. It comes across the bananas on the way up and stares at the bananas. Remembering Monkey A’s words, it ignores the bananas and makes it way back down. The next monkey was waiting for its turn. The monkey’s name is Junkgirl. Monkey B told this next monkey the same instructions and walks off.
This third monkey climbs up the tree, saw the bananas and thinks “nobody gave me a reason why these bananas cannot be touched or eaten.” It grabs one of the bananas, peels the skin off and takes a bite. Sweet and good to eat. It climbs back down the tree to see Monkey D, anticipating its turn to climb.
The third monkey told Monkey D “There are some bananas up there. The monkeys before me said these bananas are not to be touched or eaten but they don’t know why. It’s just something passed on. I tried on and it was sweet and tasty. There was absolutely nothing wrong. So it’s your decision whether you want to touch it or not. Whether you want to eat it or not. Byebye.” and left.

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