Got OOMPH

This week kicked off strong.

The session today gave me that essential boost of OOMPH.

You know we people are suckers for oomph.

We want the

Adrenaline rush when

people acknowledge our strengths and publicly praise us

we hear papa and mummy say, 'Wow, well done. We are proud of you.'

we know we are wanted by friends

the people we fancy flash us that unforgettable glance

we are celebrated extravagantly for our existence

Nothing's wrong with any of these.

We are programmed to have such needs.

But really,

These are secondary.

Anyway,

These oomphs are fleeting.

It's as good as trying to bottle up a butterfly

And fantasizing how it shall be your pet forever.

The hungrier ones

Who are dying of this deprivation

Eat anything they find,

Real food doesn't matter anymore.

As long as it fills their stomach

Who cares what's real and fake?

Like one North Korean who recently escaped to Seoul,

He used to pick out corn-bits in cows' dung in the concentration camp.

You cringe.

To him, it's dessert.

This is nothing but

A curse.

Developed countries brim with rosy and well-fed populations.

World-class education is our boast.

But it cannot save us from that vicious hunger.

So many times we settle for counterfeit oomph.

Fake oomphs don't last.

Real oomphs do.

Everyone needs oomph.

Unless you choose to be a walking dead person.

Want oomph?

Get the real thing.