Many of you may know the Greek myth–Atlas holding the world upon his shoulders. I’ve always been quite fascinated with the story. Perhaps the rain is really Atlas’ sweat as the weight bears down…actually, that’s disgusting. Never mind.
The reason I’m bringing this up is because mankind has been on my mind. Again. I’m always talking about this sort of thing, aren’t I?
When I hustle through the hallways of my school, I glance at my fellow students. Okay, I’ll admit, many of them are complete imbeciles. But I can’t help but feel such great compassion for them–for everyone’s pain.
What if one person could take the entire world’s pain upon their shoulders. Yes, it would make that person’s life a living hell…but the rest of the world would be living in bliss. I’d make that sacrifice. Even if it meant giving up everything, I’d do it for the world. My loved ones. My community. I’d be the modern Atlas.
Has anyone else felt this way? Discuss your thoughts.
That is your daily dose of my strangeness for the day.