On a warm spring morning, the sun slowly rising from east to west, reducing my vision to a mere squint........
Several times throughout the the span of ones short life. One may ask the infinitely asked questions of existance, only to be let down at what explanation you make contrive. It's now meaningless, all in all. What ever awaits one in the moment of stark clearness is surely supreme to this. A nightmare created in the day changes your perception to the point of believeable illusions. Imagine if death, be it lasting until you never know was merely senses running amuck....
(Take a moment to think if death was not everlasting, painless or dark but an energy that shapes the perpetual change of natural human evolution of mind & body. )
Several times throughout the the span of ones short life. One may ask the infinitely asked questions of existance, only to be let down at what explanation you make contrive. It's now meaningless, all in all. What ever awaits one in the moment of stark clearness is surely supreme to this. A nightmare created in the day changes your perception to the point of believeable illusions. Imagine if death, be it lasting until you never know was merely senses running amuck....
(Take a moment to think if death was not everlasting, painless or dark but an energy that shapes the perpetual change of natural human evolution of mind & body. )