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It is time in Disorientated

  • Feb. 3, 2014, 1:26 p.m.
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It is the beginning and it is the end. It is somewhere along the line between the two. New days are the same as the old days except they have a kernel of hope.

This morning on the train journey as I watched the landscape flash past outside, I came to the third major conclusion that 2014 has so far helped me reach. To die and to dissolve into the earth is quite all right. I have no problems going to nothing. I have no fears about loss of life. If life goes, there is no reason for that. I am perfectly content for there to be no reason for existence and no reason for it to end.

It seems a little dramatic. It may seem like it should be something I decided years ago. But frankly, I think we hang on the fence waiting to decide how we feel about death for most of our lives. I believe that very few of us really think about it properly. I know that I thought this was fine for years. But now, I think it is no longer fine to wait. I think it is time to live in a decisive way with a real agenda that has a deadline. Granted, I don't know when the deadline is going to come.

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