The Whisper

I find it interesting to wonder what drives people, what motivates them. And even more who motivates and supports them? Which are the promises to buy the soul of a person? What would be the price of it and does the seller even realise the loss?
We are all looking for something and without success, we change our true calling to something more banal. Material or bodily pleasures, the short feeling of power over people’s destinies or the endless chase after the material independence and wealth.
But still, our searching never seems to end. More is more. On top of the hill, your eyes find another one, even higher and until there is danger of someone else climbing it, if someone else discovers the most beautiful pearl or rises up to the skies on a magical latter – that long we will keep on our quest to the supplement-goal.
It makes us blind and deaf and almost suffocates the careful whisper in our ear. The one, you first heard when you were born and it never stopped after that.

Is the happiness over the accomplishment and over the arrival real? Well, you´d have to listen, if the whispering has stopped.  




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