The future’s uncertain and the end is always near – Jim Morrison
Found out a high school class mate was killed in a car accident along with his wife, daughter, mother, and nephew. He and I weren’t close and I haven’t been in touch with him since 1993. It’s been 4 days since I’d heard the news and I still don’t know how to process it.
What does this song have to do with the way I feel? I don’t know. What I do realize is – now a little better than before – that this thing called life can end in a flash. All the planning, all the wishing and hoping, all the fretting, all the worrying…all in a second. Fine, I should have a better Monday now that I know this ‘truth.’ But guess what, I’ll probably keep on with my daily life filled with the silly little things that help me make it unnecessarily complicated. I’ll convince myself that I’m meant to do more for the world but am not getting that necessary break.
One shouldn’t start the week this way but life and death is out to get us all…all the time. Hard to tell which one is more scary and easier to run from.
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I tend to believe that all happens as it is meant to happen. Not to say that we have no choice and all is pre-destined, but that – no matter what choices we make – the end results will fit the master plan. In other words, if your time has come, there’s no changing it. Therefore, I tend not to worry about death. It doesn’t mean I walk in front of moving cars and expect to be protected, but I know that not everything I do which I believe to be a “bad” thing will have a “bad” result, not will everything I believe to be a “good” thing result in “good”.
I guess this speaks to your previous post as well. I’m sort of a fatalistic Christian, I suppose
As you probably know by now E, this is the shit that keeps me up at night. There are times when I become painfully cognizant, not only of my mortality but just how little time I have left.
I turned 48 this year. I’ve never been this old before.
Now that I’ve exemplified my 20/20 wisdom, I must tell you that the only answer I have is that I have no answer. Sometimes I feel like I;m being forced to keep paying on a debt I never accrued. Sometimes I feel godamned lucky..and there are times when I know I’m damned unlucky.
I know that life is one strange odyssey. Beautiful and ugly, joyous and mournful..all at the same time sometimes…like a masala; a burrito..an emotional gumbo.
Wish I had some shrimp!
Happy Halloween.
LK