"The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas"

During the first couple pages of reading this story it honestly seemed as though I was trapped in someone’s dream bubble, which dreamt on how they would want their community to be. It seemed to me to be such a fallacy in comparison to most places in America. As I read on I almost kind of felt that if there was so much happiness in one place how would sorrow and suffering even look like there, would the people of Omelas even know how recognize it or even knew how it felt. As the story began to unfold a little more it got somewhat confusing to me, it was as though happiness wasn’t built upon morality, but happiness was belt on fleshly desires that would be deemed immoral in a regular society. It was as though happiness wasn’t things that would better a community but happiness was built upon the freedom of man’s will without consequences. The section of the story that talked about orgies and drinking really brought out my assumptions of what this book or writer might think happiness may be. I really do not see how the freedom of sexuality and alcohol is a form of pleasurable happiness. I always assume that love played a big role in happiness, what is sex if it’s not with the person you are married too and want to spend the rest of your life with. Love plays a big role in happiness in my opinion; a community may not be as “perfect” as the one that is described early in this story but if neighbors would share love no matter the state of living condition I think it would make any place not only happy but joyous to be in. While I was growing up I lived in the worst neighborhood, filled with prostitution, drugs, gangs, and violence but I always had the love of my family and neighbors that made things better. Don’t get me wrong it didn’t change much but it must of have some effect because look at me now writing a blog at Southeastern University for a class I need to be an aspiring young pastor with the hope of going back and to bring more love and change into my community.