Desire

Why do we want things we know we can't have? Is it a human failing, this desire without any basis in reality? Sometimes I wish I could turn it off, or ignore it, or be more powerful than my own wants. But I guess that's why we have yogis and preachers and higher powers; someone or something to help us strive towards a goal-- the lofty and often unreachable goal of being better than our baser selves. If it was easy, though, I'm assuming that would defeat the purpose, or something. Well, then, fine; bring it on, life, I guess I'll just have to do better.