I ask you, my friend, to take a step out from behind the wall.
Take a walk in the sunlight and learn to be. Be as the flowers, the birds, and the trees.
Realize that life is simply a passing of time; beautiful,
And that death is simply a changing weather pattern; beautiful.
Realize that our daily dramas are meaningless; laughable,
And that our attachments are pointless; laughable.
After all, our being is but an ever-changing tide.
Never hold on, or you’re lost.
Thanks everyone. I want it to be inspiring more than anything.
Is it that by its indefiniteness it shadows forth the heartless voids and immensities of the universe, and thus stabs us from behind with the thought of annihilation, when beholding the white depths of the milky way?