Life, loss and motherfucking chocolate

Life:

What grinds my gears about life is the expectations of living in itself. Why do we as humanity strive for more then we've been given? Is it natural instinct or is it some unknown force that drives us to the extreme. Take Bob, Bob is your average American, with a wife, two kids and a decent playing job. He is in his mid-40s, 5'8, 230 pounds, balding and hairy. His demeanor is almost Santa-esque in his good-nature. His wife is good-looking enough to the point that at-least he is content. His kids are well-behaved and do great in school. He doesn't drink, but he does smoke. He has a multitude of friends and family. And yet he wishes he had done more with his life, done more with himself. Maybe he should have gotten rich and bought a mansion or maybe he should have been an important figure political or something other-wise. Why Bob, must you think that way? You have a family, a good job and all the other things that make life great.

Its because we humans must have more. More money, more friends, more of everything. We can not be content with being content. We have to strive and fight for something more then ourselves. Is it a problem? No, i don't think so. In fact i believe it is a gift fore without said strive we would be nothing. Of course that does not always make it a good course of action. Be happy with what you have.

There are two primary choices in life: to accept conditions as they exist, or accept the responsibility for changing them.-Denis Waitley

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Loss:

The death of a loved one can of course hurt beyond reckoning, someone you have known for a long time suddenly passing away, never to speak to you again. Death is one of those emotion devouring, soul wrenching facts about life. Death is something that can be worked through with friends and family though not easily. If on of my parents died, i would not know how to react. I wouldn't know until the time came. I'd like to think i would be at his death all dignified and shit. Now that's me. The portrayal of death has seen many stages throughout history. Some bad, some good, but all celebrated the finality of it. I highly doubt some even know that our bodies are in a constant state of death as it is. Cells die and multiply every second. In fact, as i see it, we are all dieing the moment we are born so what does that tell you of our striving for something better?

Death....a great Leveler -- a king before whose tremendous majesty shades & differences in littleness cannot be discerned -- an Alp from whose summit all small things are the same size. - Letter to Olivia Clemens.

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Chocolate:

Comprised of a number of raw and processed foods produced from the seed of the tropical Theobroma cacao tree. Cacao has been cultivated for at least three millennia in Mexico, Central and South America, with its earliest documented use around 1100 BC. The majority of the Meso-American peoples made chocolate beverages, including the Aztecs, who made it into a beverage known as xocolātl, a Nahuatl word meaning "bitter water". The seeds of the cacao tree have an intense bitter taste, and must be fermented to develop the flavor.

Strength is the capacity to break a chocolate bar into four pieces with your bare hands - and then eat just one of the pieces.