Are you ready? Ok, breath all your air out....now hold it. You're dying, tick tock tick tock. Every second that goes by is one more second where you're brain is not getting that precious thing known as oxygen. Five more minutes and you're Terry Shivo. Two more after that and you're a door stop. Life is strange in the fact that the line between life and death is so thin, some people even find it hard to see.
I had a friend recently who was murdered. Life is strange. For all of the complexities that go into it, all the things that have to fit together just right for life to work and then, a man pulls a trigger. A trigger is a button if you think about it, so in essence you push a button and boom. There goes a life. Do me a favor, hit your space bar.
Click
You just killed someone. Boom.
Now what makes me bring this up? Well I don't know to tell the truth, I've had a strange couple of weeks and maybe it's the fact I've been stressing all that time and now I've realized that maybe I should chill out a bit and relax, life isn't all about that thing I've been stressing about. Life isn't to short. It's just not as defined as we think it is, not so clear cut if you get my meaning.
So what's my whole point of even writing this? To tell the truth I'm not even sure. It's a mix of hope and dark thoughts and who knows what else. When I began writing this I was slightly depressed but now I'm in a decent mood. Oh yeah I remember, slavery, that's what it was.
We're all slaves, slaves to technology, slaves to tiny trivial things in life. Sex, music, phones, facebook, all these trivial things. What do you consider to be living? As we've already discussed it's a very fine line.
Boom.
So I give this challenge to you, stop being a slave, we all are. Slave and hypocrites. Is that really life?
It's a fine line isn't it Terry Shivo?
Two minutes, 120 seconds, two ticks of the big hand on the clock. Alive....dead.
A push of the button, a space bar. Alive...dead.
Ok, you can breathe again.
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Peraps this is the beginning of your understanding of mortality. While young, we are invincible, have little fear, and believe our lives will go on forever. The older we get, however, the more we come to understand that every minute - tick, tock, tick, tock - should be viewed as precious. We often forget this "inevitable" - whether by choice or necessity, but then God puts a situation before us that slams us back into reality - tick, tock, tick, tock. I believe "old sayings" have great meaning, and the one, "Treat everyone you talk to as if it is the last time you will see them" may possibly have been originally stated by someone like you who was pushed beyond the realm of idealogy and forced into the world of reality - tick, tock - tick, tock.
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