The In Between Moments

We’re here but for a fleeting moment. We look down at metal and glass in hopes of finding what it is we’re missing. Someone or something to chase after. Why? We all die anyway, and our chases become obsolete, our dreams fade away into nothing. Only a memory is left behind carried on by those that cared. And then they fade too, and it goes on until, it doesn’t.

But what if we did look up?, like we used to when we were kids. We had this sense of wonder that was unfiltered by life’s letdowns. What if we held tightly onto that because we knew the secret. Acceptance. Life can’t be controlled, neither can death. The only thing you have control over is the moments in between. What you choose to do with your time breathing is all you’ve got.

We’re all trapped in our own bodies, until were not. We’re naturally selfish, because it's easy. But what if our basic instincts are driving us to anarchy, what if instant gratification has made us all so impatient that we’ve built walls around our most valuable commodity. Time. We can’t compromise it, because we like to do things when we want to do them. Not because somebody else conditions us to it.

And so all you’re really left with in the end is your heartbeat, which gets taken away from you too. And that’s it. Isn’t it?

How could you think that this...is it? That we’re here in this world to live and then die. Doesn’t a vast universe strike you as wasteful of the very nature we strive to protect? Don’t you think it’s a little arrogant that all those solar systems and galaxies are here to watch over us live and die?

I’ve never stopped believing that there’s a veil on what we know because if we did know, the word faith would seize to exist. Trusting what you don’t know is no different from love. You can’t prove it. You can feel it. And not everybody feels love.

And fear… fear motivates us to act in ways unlike who we were brought up to be and those that capitalize on it, lose. Because when the fear disappears, what are you really left with?

We’re here but for a fleeting moment. I’m not going to look down. I’m going to look up and wonder.