The world is consumed by its need for bigger, better, and more.

We are taught to seek bigger cars, bigger trucks, bigger planes, bigger boats, and bigger motorcycles.  We want bigger bombs, and bigger explosions.  We are conditioned to desire larger houses, and huge lots of sprawling property.  We think that the expansive, and most bombastic displays carry the most weight, and mean more than small gestures.  There is a value placed upon bigger muscles, breasts, and other anatomical particulars. We routinely see bigger statues, larger billboards, and increasingly larger structures.  We encounter fireworks displays on New Years Ever, and the Fourth of July, that take up more and more of the sky each year.  The need for the greatest, broadest expressions has taken over the world.

But there is another itching, scratching need, the need for better.  Who cares if the phone that you are reading this upon, is nine months old?  There is a new model out now, one with supposedly faster speeds, a sleeker case, and an improved camera.  You don’t have the most improved medium for watching the latest movie?  You don’t have internet speeds up to the standards of those chatting about the latest Netflix show on which you are behind? Preposterous.  What are you waiting for?  Don’t be technologically impaired! Do you really not have the latest security system at your house?  Do you still work out at that gym with outdated equipment?  Why aren’t you working out, don’t you want to be better?  Haven’t you read the latest Dr. Oz recommended book? Why haven’t you read the title that Oprah just recommended?  Are you still using that not, “new and improved,” laundry detergent?  Are you really going to X college over Y college?  Are you truly choosing this job over the one which pays you more money?  How could you go out with him/her over another, when he/she is clearly so much more attractive?  Why are you interested in this thing over that other thing?  Don’t you want to be better?

Don’t you want more?  Surely the answer for us all is more friends.  Clearly the solution to all of our problems is more money.  If we had more clothes, then we would be able to attend, and enjoy, more social scenarios.  Obviously, if we received more likes, our self-esteem would improve.  If we just had more followers, what we had to say would be that much more important.  More channels would mean, more entertainment.  We want more cars, more houses, more sex, more celebrities, more music, more silence, more education, more churches, more choices, more diversity, more acceptance, more thoughtfulness, more guns, more laws, more restrictions, more freedom, and, of course, more time.  We want an insatiable amount of more.

Of all the bigger things that I could want,

I would want a bigger heart.

Of all the things I would want to be better,

I would want a better mind.

Of all the things I’d want more of,

I would want more love.

Humbly yours,

J