Forever.

I complain. A whole lot. About stuff. Politics. Economic matters. Social issues. But still, I’m in love. With life. Every day. I’m happy. To be alive. And conscious. And able to enjoy the pleasures of life. But I do understand. Why some people are tired of living. They’ve had enough.  It’s too painful. Unbearable. They welcome death.  Lord knows. I may be in that position some day.  But I’ll do it. With a vision. With the dream of a romantic idealist. Of better times to come. A new form of life. A new dimension. Merely because that’s the way I want it to be. No other reason. Not because of religious belief. Just because…that’s my choice. I want to experience the pleasure of love. Forever. Not for a mere moment. –Jim Broede