Ramblings: Value
My name is Uyen. I am merely nineteen years old.
I am not a politician, nor am I a philosopher. I am neither a humanitarian, nor am I a environmentalist. One may look at me, a scrawny little Asian girl and ask oneself What does she know about the world? Who is she to say what is, and what isn’t?
But I do however believe that I have a voice. As do everyone else. Some voices are heard. Some voices are quiet. Some voices do not speak. Some voices are silenced. In this tumult that we call life, in this ruckus of a cycle that we have dedicated our lives to, in this machine-like routine that we have allowed ourselves to become brainwashed by, I would like to stop and digress for a second. A voice is all that we really have.
If we cannot change a nation, if we cannot revert corrupt policies, if we cannot save the world, we can at least have a mere say in it.
But who am I to the world but another insignificant little player that society may use one day only to throw away the next? Who am I but merely a tiny sliver on the yards of fabric that blanket the minds of a muted society. Who am I to say that my voice carries any value that could even by chance be any impact on the people?
Now I ask you this. My worth. My value. Your worth. Your value. Who is anyone to determine the magnitude of your importance, of your value. So maybe you may be worth nothing to the world, but perhaps to someone you may mean the world, and if not to someone then at least to yourself. And that is what I believe we forget these days. We are stuck in this belief that we cannot make a difference because we are merely one person. One person in a sea of billions and billions of people who also believe they have a value. What makes your value then, any more significant?
But it is in this thinking that people are muted, which leaves billions of people stuck in helpless routine, and self depriciating state of mind. That is what separates the commonfolk from the geniuses, from the leaders, from the billion dollar entrepaneurs. The geniuses, leaders, and entrepaneurs believe they have a value that may have meant nothing to someone before, which grew to become a value to millions of people because they had a voice whether in the form of spoken word, or in the form of an idea.
And that’s what separates them from the common people. They had a voice, and they knew their value and had the courage in themselves to show it to the world. That’s what society needs. Imagine how great of a world it would be if everyone could understand their true value, and stop sulking in self pity.
An ideal utilitarian world it’d be.
Released from the drafts bank.
