Dust in the Wind

“All we are is dust in the wind.”

In the grand scheme of things, we really are just tiny specks swirling in the great wind of time and space. We live, love, laugh, cry, and then, well, we die. In the long run, you’re just one of many.
So why does it matter? Why do you try?
It all comes down to two things, really. Do you try for yourself, or do you try for others? People who try and gain power, money, recognition, they do it to…be remembered. Somewhere in the back of our minds, we recognize that the only people they talk about in history are those who did something memorable. The people who ruled for a long time, who conquered, or who created. Is that what you seek, though? Just to be remembered by people who won’t care who you were, what you were inside, only hate you or love you for what they thought you did? History is a fickle thing.
Or you can make the other choice. Live for yourself and the people who care who you are and what you are. What you do doesn’t matter to everyone else. Ten years will go past and they won’t even remember what gave you such embarrassment or pride on that one day. It won’t matter if you bombed that math test or if you won the mile. What matters is how you helped people, how you made life better, how you made the best of something bad. How you rescued a friend, how you prevented a depression, how you pulled through yourself despite everything against you, how you made a difference… and what you did for the secret self inside of you that’s begging to be heard.
Do we care about what others think too much? How much of what you do is to please other people, to fit in? How has this become such a large thing for us? Why is it our nature to care what other people want and be what others want of us? Is it so different to want to be who we are for ourselves.

Of course, they say that without a listener, words are nothing. But don’t do everything to be heard; or all you do is build up a mask around you. Keep to your inner truth, because otherwise you’ll never find the inner peace we search for.
What kind of a legacy will you leave? One of hope and peace and joy and caring for the people who loved you and cared about you and those who come after? Or one you left so that you would be remembered to the whole world, who won’t care? It’s your choice: to the few who it will matter to or to try for the greater. Because we live such fleeting lives, the difference is for yourself.