After having thought for countless hours upon end on what morality really is, I think I’ve boiled it down to the most classified answer I can; morality is almost entirely ambiguous, and can only be truly identified in the mind of the beholder. Now, that may seem like a rather poor way to define it, but let me explain; each and every one of our actions is determined by what we call our morals. These decisions can range from meager to life changing, but they are all still judged by the same mindset every time, and there are no two mindsets that are akin to each other. Every living being faces different upbringing, different experiences, different molecular chemistry, and thus everything everyone does is perceived and responded to in a different way than the last. For a textbook definition, I’d wager one could say that morality is simply the code in which we all go by to do what we feel is right and wrong, but it will never be that simple to explain. Morality is still something that many of us struggle to wrap our minds around, and the more you attempt to, the more difficult it becomes to do so. As time marches on, other people’s morals become intertwined with yours, and bend your true wills. This may not seem much in the beginning, but over years and years of hearing what people have to say, and all of these moral codes swirling haplessly into one another, finally to converge and spout themselves forth when a difficult decision needs to be made, how easy is it to know what you truly stand for? Some think it’s moral to put another to death for what they have done, whereas others think this is the most prominent form of hypocrisy- there isn’t, and never will be a right answer, yet we still seek one out, settling for what we find to be best fit. Perhaps in death we will find out what was right and wrong, and maybe we will be given a chance to correct what we were falsified on, or maybe that’s just what I tell myself. Unfortunately, there is and will always be only one way to find out, and by then, it will be too late to unveil the truth. /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\I always thought I was a deep thinker. Pretty often I notice myself slipping into daydreams about the way the world works, how humans tick, the after life, what’s really right and wrong When I have conversations with people and really get into my element, people say that it’s some of the most wild things they’ve heard in a long time, and ask if I get really high on the weekends and after school. My response never changes, always as disdainful as the first time, and sometimes they say charmingly that it’s really cool that I do stuff like this in my free time, and off they go with their days. It’s a bit encouraging, people taking the time out of their days to consider my thoughts, but I know that they never really resonate, or resonate positively if they do manage to last. I’ll see the same person the next day, maybe smile or wave at them at them, and they look back at me like I have four more arms coming out of my shoulders. I began to question myself after a while- what’s so different about me? Why am I the odd one out? It wasn’t until a few minutes after I sat down in this class that this all changed. This class made me realize I was right about myself- these are the questions I should be asking. It motivated me, inspired me, and most of all it encouraged me to embrace who I am. I’m not meaning to get gushy right now, but this class has made me see both my own world and the outside world in not a different light, but a far more powerful one than before. I can see further than I’ve ever seen before, and that opens up new opportunities and expands my horizons beyond all I’ve ever known. I’m grateful in the truest sense of the word, and I don’t think anybody should be passing up this opportunity- they may never get it again.
