“Life is pleasant. Death is peaceful. It’s the transition that’s troublesome.”
Once in a while, I love to take a break from the harshness of life, spoil myself and watch the world still from afar. I enjoy every moment that comes along, and play safe without missing out on the goodies of life. You know why? Because life is too short too stay on hold waiting for tomorrow.
I watched a video, not quite long , in which lots of people, both old and young were involved in a fatal accident, and then I began thinking; what purpose does death serve? How essential is the value of life? Is there anything called tomorrow/ future, how true is life after death?
Unfortunately, I have no answers to any of the above questions. If you do, please kindly share in the comment section. The only thing I have got to say is, I am skeptical about the the word “Future or tomorrow”. Often times, the future is always now. It’s either you do it now, or never. We say to ourselves, when I get to a certain age, I would start this and this, and when we are finally there, life would seem like it didn’t move an inch, and even if it did, something likely gets along the way; the horror of life is death.
Death is a killer of unaccomplished dreams; the one people hope to realize; but what then is the reward for living, and sweating/toiling for tomorrow if the reward is nothing but a short life, unaccomplished dream, tough life or a life worthy of not being lived? Why then do one need to work for tomorrow, when that tomorrow is undefined, unclear, and bleak?
Silent whispers for you today-Lord, let my life be an accomplishment. and breath forth a life worthy of being lived into me.
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