So the tagline for the blog is “Life, Literature, and Lovely Things.” As this will be the first official post, I felt like it would be fitting to begin with the first of the three: Life.
I’ll be the first to admit that Life is a very vague theme. Stories about my life will be immensely different from stories about yours. Or, perhaps they won’t be. That’s kind of the beauty in a post like this.
“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.” ― Oscar Wilde
There’s something so inherently wise about Oscar Wilde. He seems to me to be the type of guy that had a good grasp on human nature (which can be said for many writers. It often comes as a result of honing the craft, after all). So what is the difference between living and existing?
Well, here’s how I look at it: A human being does both. We exist in the sense that we are tangible–that you can see us, touch us, smell us, hear us, etc. However, what separates us from a paper weight? I think it has something to do with our passions.People, unlike paper weights, are beings with the ability to do critical thinking. This sets us above other beings noted for their intelligence, i.e. dolphins, dogs, etc. Additionally, we aspire to greater things, which also sets us apart from those of the animal kingdom.
Let’s revisit Wilde’s words: “To live is the rarest things in the world.” Make it not rare. What I mean is, be the type of person who lives; don’t merely exist, going day by day, never enjoying the beauty of life and all that it holds.
And with that, I bid y’all adieu from another sunny day in San Antonio.