It seems as though everyone is in a race to the top, the nonexistent summit of conquered dreams, eternal life, love, and happiness. As we all strive to that top, i think, naturally we push each other down, and in our moments of desperation we will throw each other to the bottom. This summit, this goal, this realization of our dreams conquered, did it grant peace? the eternal joy and heart fulfilled? All satisfaction is temporary,  people strive to reach their dreams for the dark and hateful road to which we suffer , and that our dreams are just a pretty veil to guise our contempt for our neighbors, our selfish greed and desire to tame an all consuming heart that will never stop needing to be better than everyone else, to throw everyone else away. In this way, peace will never be found, it is the nature of man, and it is cruel and selfish, and until we learn to help each other to the top, reach out for others, instead of casting them away, will we be able to snuff the bitter flame of jealousy and discontent in our hearts.