Saturday, March 11, 2017

To be nevermore.

I am coming. To learn. To be thankful. For being granted my life. Even if there’s no afterlife. Absolute nothingness instead. I can imagine having come from nothing. And returning to nothing. With no lingering memory. Of anything. It really doesn’t matter. I won’t be able to lament. If I don’t become an eternal spirit. Maybe life was designed. To be only temporary. Like it or not. It’s good enough. To merely having  had the life experience. Even if it is to be taken away. Without the guarantee of an afterlife. The nice thing about nothingness. Is that there’s nothing left to fear. Some people actually choose that option. They wish for nothingness. To  not have to think anymore. Makes me wonder. If that’s the option preferred by the creator himself. That after he created the cosmos. He chose to die. To be nevermore. --Jim Broede

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