No one to follow

People are of a herd mentality, and with herds,  there is a leader.

Today our leaders are elected for the most part, some are appointed and others just take the role upon themselves.

Some people have leaders who are long dead, choosing to pattern their lives according to how they imagine the long dead person would desire them to live.

When I was a child, JFK made an impression on me, he was a person I would have followed.  After that Jesus came along, but unfortunately, in this age questions have arisen, situations develop, which there are no answers to in the recording of a dead man’s words.

Since then, realizing no one is perfect, I have lost faith in mankind in respect to leadership.

There is no one to follow.

As I age and stumble through this maze of life, I am realizing I have to depend on my own resources to point me in the “proper” direction.

Me, not being perfect either, am prone to making mistakes.  They are my mistakes.  It is my responsibility.  I temper myself with the realization I have dependents.  I have someone to answer to, them.  This responsibility keeps me from going crazy.  My sense of love and compassion forms this responsibility in my being.

I have not looked to government or anyone else to decide how I should live.  I work within the laws, mostly, as I do not desire trouble I don’t need. Other than that, my life is mine.  I am the only one who can live my life.  Religion can’t live my life for me.  An  appointed czar has no meaning for me, just a man with a job and an ego is all.

Does it worry me there is no one for me to follow?

No.

I am free.