Avatar way of water

 A movie about innocence, purity, and how it was all ripped away. A society of blue creatures, living amongst a forest filled with a plethora of plant and animal species, living in symbiosis with one another. An untouched motherland, untouched species, with tradition and culture rooted in the "Spiritual" realm.

The story of how humans invaded area to take whatever natural resources the island had to offer, a story of death and destruction of the pure, replaced with first-world worries: To make money, to ensure the survivability of our species at the expense of others.

If anything stood out to me, it was definitely the beauty of the untouched. The joy that was experienced by the villagers as they ran their lives through the constant cycle of hunting, cooking, and spending time together as a family, was completely undistracted by the hustle and bustle of the world. The lack of internal conflict and their purity of mindset. It was simple, live with those you love, do the things you love, enjoying the greatest moments of life with those you love.

It made me reconsider, have I been too absorbed into the metropolitan world?

Why are we all fighting for money, power, and influence, when pure happiness exists even without it. Is our idea of happiness so polluted that we have forgotten the beauty of a simple life, one that is free of the expectations of others, free of the realities" of the world?

What really is enough? Will humans ever be satisfied with the level of happiness and satisfaction this primitive race had originally been born from? Is it realistic?

When I ask myself this question it almost feels like its a fantasy to not have to worry about the common first world man's problems. Is it possible? 

In a multitude of considerations, it is a question of how much you want to push yourself. And for me personally, unfortunately, this will always be a dream. Something I yearn and hope that one day I'll achieve, however something so unrealistic and unattainable at this point of time that it leaves me in the same jail cell that Ive locked myself in for the longest of times. Trapped in an endless cycle of competition, pushing myself to the limit, winning, never satisfied with once but always looking for endless possibilities.

I wish I could appreciate the joys of having a simple life, maybe Ive been molded into the life of a city boy for too long, that I've forgotten how to live as a basic human.