Tuesday, January 19

I was perched outside in the pouring rain, trying to make myself a sail. Then I'll float to you my darlin', with the evening on my tail.

You spend most of your time as a kid wanting to be treated like an adult.
You spend most of your teenage years battling though puberty, all the emotional restructure and trying to find your path in life when it comes to actually stepping out into the real world.
Then you spend most of your adult life trying to figure out just what the fuck relationships are all about.

I don't believe for one minute that this life that we're all struggling through is all that we are.
The human body may indeed be an amazing piece of kit, something that we as a race will continue to strip down, pull apart and rebuild in order to try to understand it more. But in reality, isn't it just a shell? A container? A capsule?
We are a mind, a soul, an energy.
And our bodies are just keeping us company until we are ready to move on to the next stage.

By the end of our 'physical' lives we may have earned millions, spent billions, lived in numerous abodes, worked our arses off, fucked many different people and watched our flesh and bones betray our own eyes.
Those things may have made us happy, they may have made us sad. But there will come a time when none of it will matter because we can't take any of that with us. But what we can take is our emotion, our experience, our knowledge, our teachings and our loves.

For a while.

3 parlez:

gekkogirl said...

with you on that one. that's why I want my emotions, experiences, teachings, loves etc to be as positive as they can be.

sybil c. lewis said...

wanted to say something wonderful, only managed to come up with piss...with out all the poetry wit...i'll be back to read more and i wanted you to know that...as if the fate of the world rests in that knowledge...see told you...piss.

bedshaped said...

Keep, keep pushin' on.

sybil c. lewis,
Hello and welcome!
It's all drivel, seriously.