JACK

You know, tonight, I watched a movie which not only spoke volumes on the real meaning and essence of life...but more so...spoke the very words which my heart has been yearning to verbalize for so long.

What's wrong with being a BIG KID? What's so wrong with having innocent desires from past times which many seem to forget as the age and get older?

Who said it was wrong to ride bikes carelessly, and chew gum out loud, to throw water balloons at people who get on your nerves, and be cautious of people who use "bad words" (and tell on them later). What's so wrong with sitting in a cardboard box and playing space ship? What's so wrong with having a four-story tree house where you can climb up with your friends and have sleep overs while eating smores and telling scary stories? What's wrong with eating gummy bears on a swing on the playground? What's wrong with jumping on a trampoline and falling with a bang and laughing at the top of your lungs? What's wrong with not worrying and constantly looking over your shoulder? What's wrong with loving unconditionally (like kids do best)?

I have come to realize, in just one showing of JACK, that we take life for granted. We take the most simplest, most amazing and beautiful experiences, and become mindless, not paying attention to those very moments which matter most, which make the world of a difference. Is it so wrong to sit in a field and admire the flight of butterflies? Is it so wrong to climb a tree, and sit on a brand, allowing the wind to blow through your hair as the branches and leaves dance to the wind's melody simultaneously? Is it so wrong to imagine Utopia?

I don't think so. I don't think it's wrong to allow the child in each of us to grow. The more we stand against it, the more we become complacent. The more become cold, and hard hearted. Society lacks the main ingredients such as love, compassion, sincerity, humbleness, and truth. Through the eyes of a child, everything becomes so serene. Everything becomes so pure and innocent. Yet why is that so wrong? Why must we choose to "grow up"? How can we grow up when we have not understood what it means to be a child? How can we move to first grade when the elements of Kindergarten have not been accomplished, even by the most "so-called" successful people in our world today? How can we exmplify love when all we have cultivated within us is hate? How can we truly "accept" (again: unconditionally) when we constantly "deny"?

I am tired.

I am tired of being around people who want to stop happiness. I am tired of being in the company of people who are fake, complacent, and cold: DEAD!

I want to LIVE....I want to LOVE endlessly...

I want to be like JACK...is that a crime I ask?