Life is a strange, and frustrating entity.
It can take you to the highest peaks of joy and admiration, or to the darkest depths of sadness and regret.
At some point, we’ll all experience both of these feelings, and everything in between.
Some earlier than others, depending on the cards they’re dealt. Bad hand, I guess.
But even though this roller coaster of weirdness, we still find time to think about our everlasting existence. I speak metaphorically, but there are some things in our world that are truly everlasting. The construct of thought, the aspirations of creation and innovation, and the soaring wings of achievement.
We spend so much of our lives striving for the best we can do, the shining promise of glory and a better future guiding our paths, ever pushing humanity to test its limits. And sometimes I wonder about that.
I personally have many grand aspirations, but I never know if any of them will be reached. Sometimes I feel confident, sometimes I feel hopeless, sometimes I even feel regret. But the fact remains that wherever I go, these dreams guide me with every step, and that’s not good, but it’s not bad either. It’s a matter of perspective, and mine is that it’s vastly interesting.
We are truly immortal. Our desires, our hopes, our dreams, our thoughts, our creations. They’ll always carry on in time and eternity, even when the clock has run out on our bodies. Maybe someday we’ll be able to follow them and see where they lead.
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