Pillowsophy No. 9 - Chairs

Pillowsophy - thoughts that run as I lay my head and stare at the darkness of the ceilings trying to fall asleep.

It dawned on me that we sometimes lived our lives like chairs. Life as a chair served only a purpose, to get sit on. A chair can never say no to anybody or to be exact ‘any-butts’. No but butt. A chair is there to accept the various sizes of buttocks that they can hold. If they can’t, they break. The chair would be glad to have only one owner like say in an office cubicle. But look at the chairs in public places; they’ll never know who will land on them.

Sadly a chair has neither voice nor the power to say, “No! That’s it. I had enough of butt for today, I ain’t gonna take anymore asses anymore!” The chair is silent but yet deep in anger. Full of resent but without the will to fight back or to retaliate.

Perhaps the best position is behind the huge desk of a big-time company’s CEO or President. Or maybe serve as a throne for a king. But being a chair you will always be there, down under other people’s butt. Sometimes you get pushed around, twirled and eventually you’ll get thrown away when your need has expired. But nevertheless, it has a purpose.

Humans of course, are not like chairs. We have the choice to say no to situations we faced day-in day-out. We can say enough is enough. We had it with people who looked down on us, pushed us around. Maybe not just people but situations like the life we going through. Sometimes we hate our jobs, we hate our boss (and I’m sure the boss hates us too..;p), but we stayed on like a chair. We hate it, we are angry and yet we are like the voiceless angry chair taking every ass that comes our way.

No, I’m not talking about quitting the job you hate or smacking your boss in the face tomorrow morning. This is really not about jobs and bosses only. I’m talking about change. Changing for the better in every aspects of our life. This is about taking charge, taking the position, shifting the attitude in us coz we are not chairs. Taking charge of our wants for a change. Deep inside of us, is a burning passion for something greater. Something that we are meant to be. We want it but yet there’s self-inflicted fear, there’s distractions; there’s excuses we created to deny us of what we want. These all the asses that sits on us and most of the times we are our own ass.

As I’m writing this, I’m actually talking about myself. I don’t have a boss but yet sometimes I feel like smacking myself crazy for not doing the stuff I know I have to do. Oh and not just about work but the things like I’m passionate about. Well, it’s still January, I need to come up with a better plan for myself. Oh and if you like, “what the beladi neraka is mosh writing?!” its ok, coz sometimes I don’t know what I write. I don’t know words flow and I just type or write on pieces of paper beside my bed. I read this again, and the message I got is, “Don’t be a ‘chair’, and don’t be an ass”. Get it?