116. The Home Stretch
We're all on the final leg of our journeys to a certain extent, that final stretch which inevitably begins the moment we draw our first breath in this world. It is a rather morbid thought no, our own mortality? The knowledge that our body is slowly dying as we speak.
At times, we may wonder; are we now as Rome in the noontide of her glory? Or are we as the grey shadows of twilight, slowly diminishing in a dream of what was? Inside are we still struggling to hold on to those fading glories, whislt allowing ourselves to waste away till we are but hollow husks of ourselves?
Damn if I know the answer. Make like a cow and go moo instead. Mooooooo...
10 comments:
It's not morbid. It's reality. Every living thing must die. And if you believe that our essence is some sort of energy then we will never diminish. Ever. If you look at it that way, we are immortal. We live on, be it in a different form, a different dimension, different circumstance. But of course the truth of that matter will only be unveiled to each and every one of us at the end of our "worldly" existence. The answers to the universe lay ahead. Everything and anything you've wanted to know will be revealed....in time. Do you not want to discover the truth? Indeed, later than soon would be ideal but in the meantime what we can be sure of is the existence of this lifetime. Our life. Our journey. Are we enjoying the ride? Are we stopping to smell the roses? Are we living without regrets? So don't waste away till we are but hollow husks. Embrace life and fill our hearts and minds till we overflow, coz until those cows come home we will not know what is around that corner.
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