It's an ocean of thick skulls!

So here is a big fat question, what do we, humans, have to lose?
My grandmother died at the age of 85, this was about 10 years ago, she had pretty much every disease known to man kind, and to top that she somehow managed to fall down at least twice a year and break more and more of her bones which ended up less sturdy than a flake chocolate bar on a hot day. And although she died virtually penniless and miserable, not a day passed when her delusional mind was discovering some scheme that someone is preparing to hurt, maim or kill her.
My grandmother, god rest her soul, was nuts, and probably an extreme example, but with time I am discovering that this feeling of mistrust amongst people is festering much more than I’d ever imagined.
A lesson one learns in life if he/she is lucky: I wake up everyday, I get out of bed and I seek what I want, and I protect what I have, and as time progresses I lose touch, I keep seeking what I want although I don’t really know what it is that I want, and I protect what I have although I don’t absorb the value of what I have, and since I don’t know what I want, chances are I’ll end up having, and cherishing, things that I never really had the desire to acquire, and I end up loving people whom I never even liked! Is there a point to this rambling? Well…it’s a simple fact, the grand finally, and the only truth one is destined to learn whether one stopped to smell the roses or drove over them with one’s brand new SUV, the fact that at the end, one dies.
I am as guilty of wasting my chances as the next person, but I’m trying to learn, and the only thing I’ve learned that is doing me any good is that I need to take more risks, I need to risk trusting my instincts, and I need to risk trusting people, I mean, I’m dying anyway, I don’t have anything to lose, they don’t have anything with me that they can steal.
Hurt is not eternal, and joy is a decision, and beauty is the Mekka that you find everywhere you look and see, so you have to learn to see and not just look, the more you risk the bigger your chance of not getting screwed, and whether the glass is full or empty is also a matter of looking and seeing, and did I mention that who gives a shit about the damn glass? No one will live long enough to fill it or spill it anyway!
I guess my point is: trust yourself to trust people, and get hurt cause it doesn’t really matter, and decide to be happy cause you don’t have time to be anything else, be happy as you should be when you look in the mirror, that’s how you make people happy when they look in your mirror, tell everyone who may care as much as you can of how you feel, and tell the one you love everything about everything about how you feel…

Or just dont listen to me...
boog3ee