Purpose ?

Today once again I find myself questioning my place in the world. In my mind I  see the world as the outer frame of a jigsaw puzzle. The inner pieces represent the so called "normal" people.

The words normal + people do not fit together in my mind. Humans come in all shapes, forms  are all born with (in theory)  the same potential for a good life. In a perfect world that would be a certainty for us all.  Unfortunately there is no such thing as a perfect world.  Perfection is as impossible as normal in my opinion.  Even though I know that there are many people out there who would disagree.

The mentally ill, physically challenges,  aged and even the terminally ill people of the world scare people. Acknowledging us as individuals with feelings and thoughts remind others of their own imperfections and mortality. It feeds peoples secret unspoken fears and makes them grow into full fledged monsters. Those monsters lurk in the corners of their minds where they  threaten the foundation of their very existence.

They would like to toss us out, or at least put us out of sight (out of mind). Once upon a time that was socially acceptable behavior. Families hid their shameful relatives in their attics or tossed them into asylums or poor housed locked away behind cold stone walls like criminals  (until they died of disease and  neglect. )

Modern times put an end to all that at least in the public sense. No one wants to be caught discriminating against the less fortunate. There are laws and a moral code to consider after all. Their inner thoughts however are their own and a casual comment or a subtle action is not subject to laws or morality yet is just as cruel.

Back to my original thought. What is my place in the world ? I was born into the world, but not to be a part of the world in the usual sense. Just like a Bee pollinates flowers and grains of sand cause Oysters to produce pearls maybe the odd ones like me and so many others serve a useful purpose as well. 

Whether my theory is correct about that or what my actual purpose for existence is I can't say.  I can say that  most of the time I am glad that I am not just like everyone else. My thoughts and my view of  the world are mine and mine alone and to me that is much better  than being a perfect fitting puzzle piece will ever be.