Nothing is forever.
Everything will crumble.
In wet tears.
In dry pain.
Some will cry.
Others solemnly acknowledge.
Nothing is forever.
I need to accept that.
The tattoos on my body will be with me my whole life, but will perish with my body.
My material possessions will not make me happy, I need to detach from them.
Love should come from me and go back to me.
Before I return to the energy I was created from, I want to help other people and create the best art I am able.
Neither will last but both make me happy, and so I will do them.
When my time is up, none of this will matter, I will have wasted time blogging about my life.
Wasted time shaving, pretending, trying.
Nothing is forever.
I'm going to experience as much as I can with these small brown eyes and fees my curiosity with experiences.
Nothing is forever, so I'm going to enjoy the here and now.
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