The world is like a black hole. Like a star we are born we live and we die. Birth is a blurry experience because live at the beginning you don’t care about what people think, or what people want for you. Later in life people expect more from you so you do whatever makes people around you happy. Then death sometimes creeps upon you, but sometimes it’s like an alarm clock just ticking down the seconds of your live, then like a star you burn out and get sucked into a black hole. I don’t know what is on the other side of that deep abyss, but what ever it is live life to the fullest extent and just burn out, and find out for yourself.
life and death
January 25, 2012