Death.
You can’t beat it.
None of us can.
Fucker ain’t it?
But that’s the thing. When you boil it down to brass tacks, it’s the one thing – as a human- we cant avoid. We were put on this planet to love, love, create, experience…
…then as soon as we blink into existence?
Poof.
We’re gone.
Now I need to prefix the rest of this blog with something: I’m not religious, I’m not sure if there is a ‘higher-power’ and I certainly don’t believe in scientology, cults or any such nonsense.
I don’t know why we are here.
Have NO idea what happens next.
And that is one of the biggest fears I have had all my life. I desperately want to know, understand and comprehend – well – life.
But I cant.
Which has brought me to my one big conclusion, and its not my phrase – but fuck it – I like it.
IMO:
You’re not here for a long time, you’re here for a good time*
And the asterisk?
THAT’S the part where you learn to have a good time, BUT not at the expense of others.
That, my petit filou – is where the human element comes in.
What I heave realised is that it doesn’t matter what you religion, philosophy, mindset, beliefs of the stars say. Absolutely none of us knows what happens next. We don’t know, because we haven’t been there.
The fact that you are reading this is proof of that.
Sad but true: You can’t win
But what you can do on this race that we humans call life IS do, is make a difference. Don’t get me wrong, you don’t have to cure world hunger, AIDS, fix the economic shit-storm of be the lastest mother Theresa.
You just need to step the fuck up, and make a difference.
Doesn’t have to be millions…
Doesn’t have to be thousands…
Doesn’t have to be hundreds…
It could just be ONE
Just one person.
That YOU influence, help, mold, care about or make a difference to makes you someone who has done something different to the grey masses who shuffle from day to day, concerned with only their existence – and depressingly will shuffle off this mortal coild with a whimper; but a handful of folk knowing who they are.
Is that who YOU want to be?
The person who people vaguely remember, don’t have a bad word to say about….but ultimately don’t really miss you?
REALLY?
Fuck.
That.
But I refuse to live my severely limited time on this planet doing anything but:
A) what I want and
B) something that makes a damned difference to others.
I have spent far too many years afraid, scared and feeling stupid as piss: like I didn’t have anything of value to add to life in general.
But no more.
This, this blog, my life, what I do with it?
Is a rallying cry to those who feel they deserve better…
Who want to add value to THEIR life, and that of OTHERS…
Are scared of feeling like they don’t mater in society….
Do you know what I say to the above?
FUCK THAT
Rise the fuck up; don’t ask for the mantle you deserve – fucking claim it. Rip it out of the hands of those who don’t want – or care – to do good with it.
You have a finite number of days on this glorious green orb
Don’t waste them
And if you have the balls?
Don’t let anyone else waste them either…
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