Death may be the greatest of all human blessings.

-Socrates.

it will happen one day. the end will come. all of your stuff, your feelings and your loved ones will slip away. you will not wake up, you will not be angry or happy, the things you were involved in will stop mattering.

just as in now, how the energy is dissipating, how things matter less and less, how you give in to the forces of nature, you stop fighting. you stop grasping for the next step, you settle on the way things are. you wither away.

think of the time it will stop, think of what you might of said or done differently. think of what you might have regretted, or done differently. and do these things today.

tell your friends how you feel, do not do what you don’t want to do. ever. confusion results when you do not follow something to the end. keep working on the questions. but realise when you really get down to it, when you capture your dream or create that relationship, that when you really get what you want that is was all an illusion. the goal was in the chase. the material objects or feelings that you thought you would achieve was better as an idea then as a reality.