Last night I was having a heart to heart. It was kind of hap hazard out of the blue. Nothing sparked it, nothing provoked it. I just found myself sharing intellectual ideas of life. Okay, before I bore you let me explain, I am in no way Confucius, or Gandhi or any other deep spiritual guide that sits and ponders the purposes and reasons of existence and for those who may be wondering, I wasn't high!
No, it was just a breeze of reality that smothered my thoughts and the question came to me, if your were to relocate today or tomorrow who would you keep in contact with and if any drastic affair of life were to occur who would be there for support? Now I am not thinking of any outro or exit that I plan to extinguish my time, before time, but these were my thoughts. Has my life effected or contaminated anyone enough to be compelled to continue to nurture my children or to lend a helping hand?
Whose life did I plague to the point that the idea of my disappearance gives relief, who valued my existence enough to find it not robbery to help and aid or nurture me back to the state they once knew of me. Names went through my mind and many names I thought surely wouldn't allow my legacy to go die, but how long would that zest for another's life continue? Now I know I took you somewhere I said I wouldn't but these were the thoughts of my heart. Friends come and go, family grows through birth's and new engagements and decrease by the hand of death and the question is who after the laughter is over, after the tears are cried, the wounds are healed and the victory won will be by your side and care even after the smoke has settled?
Cherish life not just because you never know when jail, distance, illness, betrayal, or death may come, but cherish it simply because you desire to celebrate the low valley's and the triumphant mountains of life because after all is said and done you never know.
No, it was just a breeze of reality that smothered my thoughts and the question came to me, if your were to relocate today or tomorrow who would you keep in contact with and if any drastic affair of life were to occur who would be there for support? Now I am not thinking of any outro or exit that I plan to extinguish my time, before time, but these were my thoughts. Has my life effected or contaminated anyone enough to be compelled to continue to nurture my children or to lend a helping hand?
Whose life did I plague to the point that the idea of my disappearance gives relief, who valued my existence enough to find it not robbery to help and aid or nurture me back to the state they once knew of me. Names went through my mind and many names I thought surely wouldn't allow my legacy to go die, but how long would that zest for another's life continue? Now I know I took you somewhere I said I wouldn't but these were the thoughts of my heart. Friends come and go, family grows through birth's and new engagements and decrease by the hand of death and the question is who after the laughter is over, after the tears are cried, the wounds are healed and the victory won will be by your side and care even after the smoke has settled?
Cherish life not just because you never know when jail, distance, illness, betrayal, or death may come, but cherish it simply because you desire to celebrate the low valley's and the triumphant mountains of life because after all is said and done you never know.
