Last night I was talking about death and it hit me like a brick wall. One day I will be no more. I've always known it'd happen and such but for some reason a light bulb clicked. The feelings I'm feeling, warm, hungry, sick, will mean nothing. Politics of today will mean nothing to me. Petty arguments, hopes, dreams, etc will mean nothing. Nothing really matters to me other than happiness and the hope for an after-life.
How crazy is that, really? Humans have the ability to know that this will all end one day. Whether it's a gift or a curse, I don't know. I think we my have a happier life if we didn't know death. I, for one, may spend too much time thinking about it. I'm not paranoid or anything. It's just such a mind boggling concept that I can't help but wonder. What the hell are we doing here?
Enjoy as much as you can because we may only get one shot at it.
How crazy is that, really? Humans have the ability to know that this will all end one day. Whether it's a gift or a curse, I don't know. I think we my have a happier life if we didn't know death. I, for one, may spend too much time thinking about it. I'm not paranoid or anything. It's just such a mind boggling concept that I can't help but wonder. What the hell are we doing here?
Enjoy as much as you can because we may only get one shot at it.
Comment