Death is the only fair part of life, it holds no favor for ones station in life, it cares not for your wealth, your power, beauty, youth, health - it cares for nothing. It comes at any given hour to welcome you with its cold embrace, taking you away from everything and everyone you have ever known - to some it is welcomed; a reprieve from pain, suffering, unhappiness; while to others it is rebuked with futility. Irrespective of how it is regarded it will knock on your door or kick down your door; it is unbiased and undeterred in its objective - one life equals one death; the universe demands balance.
I have of late taken the view that no matter how rebellious, unconventional, non-conformist we would like to think ourselves, we are at some point always part of a similar grouping of people. We are never truly leaders, but followers. Followers, I prefer to refer to us as sheep; because at one point or another in our life we are all sheep. This is a place to express myself, vent my frustration with the sheepdom, and relieve my boredom. It is my therapy for all that contributes to my neurosis.
Tuesday, August 9, 2016
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