'Our Desire For Happiness As Depicted In Ray Bradbury's'
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Life, a simple four letter word that we are all living in now - probably the only thing that we have in common with other living beings in the world. Life, at times, a thrill ride but at times, the biggest obstacle we have to face, whether we like it or not. Life, we desire to live our life as best we can until, we realize that there are things we can’t control, and that is our desire. Ray Bradbury suggests, desire is a complicated feeling we all have in common, yet differ as we have individual results. This same desire can lead to rash impulsive decisions to be made, consuming both logical and emotional state of mind.
Being the story’s main focus, the monster exhibits and represents humankind in a light that shows to the readers our true…show more content… The belief that if we work hard, do things to the best of our ability, and excel ourselves, that our desire for happiness would be fulfilled. This belief not only applies to us as humans, it applies to other living beings on our planet, even to the monster in the story. It had already worked extremely hard to rise up to the surface to come ‘meet’ the foghorn as it thought that the foghorn was another part of its species, and quickly became its source of happiness. Though, this seemingly perfect belief doesn’t apply to all of us. I know this off first hand because, the person who had worked the hardest to support my family, my once strong proud father, had a stroke. Honestly, I was just too naïve to realize that my desire for a happy perfect life wasn’t possible. I too felt extremely depressed and angry, I wanted to destroy everything the way the stroke had ended up destroying my family and my mind. I was the monster, I was going insane, I was slowly damaging myself. It only took one little blood clot for the lives of my entire family to be torn apart, shred by shred, to never be able to return back to the original state ever again. I remember the days I was crying, beating myself up with questions and guilt. It was until then I realized how my desire, my wish, wasn’t just possible. Accepting was almost impossible until I realized happy endings aren’t real, that I can’t just sit here and cry because that will do nothing for the situation. The monster and I alike were forced to accept the reality and move on. That was when I learned about the little control I had when it comes to what happens in life, and that the only way I could have happiness is only through adapting and accepting the challenges that life throws upon