How does it feel to be dead? I have no idea what death means. Or why is it scary; isn't it just like sleeping: you lay down, close your eyes and Rest In Peace?
How you ever felt nothing? The taste on your tongue when you're not eating anything? Or why the time while you're sleeping feels non-existent?
Why do we notice our hands' presence only when it hurts? Put your hand up and try not to feel the air around it. Feel your hand for a change. Feels weird, right?
Everyone is worried about the end of the world, but if all living soul, ever organism is finishing at ones, whom to worry for and why?
When I sit to think about all this, my mind gives me more questions, enough to make me forget looking for the answers. Well, isn't this the problem with all of us. We search around, everywhere without knowing what to look for. There are so many options, so many ideas and so many problems that sticking around to one becomes impossible. And when we force ourselves to hang onto something, it eventually looses it's charm and we loose the passion.
No clue if life is short. And I definitely do not know what that phrase mean. But what I do know is that it's just one. You can't make or break it. You can live. You can smile. You can share laughs.
Life is not such a complex issue. What only matters is happiness. Money, success or fame are just different ways to grab that.
It's easy to complicate. But that's not how it's supposed to be done.
Everyones got problems of their own but every problem comes with its solution-soulmate. And 10 years later when you'll look back it'll all seem like a story: nothing so difficult that it couldnt be taken care of. Remember to be good from within, yes, it won't change the world or stop the possible next world war, but it'll be satisfying. Because if life has any meaning at all, it's living.
"I was just wondering if anyone else ever wondered about all this :)"
xoxo
