Sad but true

Reality bites.

And chews. And swallows. And Digests. And then shits all the crap right in your face.

Its been established (by me :)) that Reality has a form, a shape, a brain, a heart and a soul. Oh, and a digestive system too. And lives with with one purpose only. To hurt you. And I believe that's his (for now, I'm unable to take a call on the gender yet) role in this big bad universe. Life as we know it depends on how equipped, or ill-equipped we are to take on Reality, Our Tormentor. Nothing new. Nothing profound. But I shall theorize anyway.

With weapons of pain, suffering, poverty, disease, heart ache, death - the list is endless - he launches attack after scathing attack, crushing the very spirit of human existence. It is upto to us which battles we win, and which ones we lose. The war shall anyway be a lost cause. For it is he who shall have the last laugh when he sees us consigned to flames, buried six feet under or thrown to feed hungry scavengers, or whatever way it is that we have to go. But go we shall. Not he. He will live to fight another day. Reality as I have deciphered as of now is immortal. But its the live-to-fight-another-day lesson that we need to learn from him. Fight and win our daily battles. And though go we must, it shall be with a smile. The choice of not giving him the satisfaction to see us go unhappy lies with us. And thats what shall make a difference.

Dictionary.com defines reality as
1. The quality or state of being actual or true.
2. The totality of all things possessing actuality, existence, or essence.
3. That which exists objectively and in fact.

I found these definitions lacking in explaining a lot of things, because I probably question the "absolute" basis for these definitions. I find that most references to Reality are always with some negative connotation (could be flawed personal perspective, but then this IS MY post), or quite abstract .

Reality sucks. Random general usage.
Negative connotation?
"Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one." - Albert Einstein.
Abstract? Fathomable yet somewhat distant?

Isn't it ironic that references or usages that have to do with reality are so abstract? Why is it that even the definitions of something "real" are not "concrete" (for want of a better word) enough. I know I'm probably heading towards a Matrixesque spin here. But then I'm not talking about a movie. Truth is, there’s got to be SOMEONE (Something maybe?) named reality on whom we can all pin the blame of the battles that we lose. Which is why, He must exist. Comfortable cushion. Isn't it.

In the words of a very dear friend (avid Metallica fan, at that time, dunno about now) who had these words as solace for every difficult situation we encountered - Sad but true.

"Happiness is just an illusion caused by the temporary absence of reality."
- Anonymous
Once again. Sad, but true.