I'm afraid to die because I don't want the world to keep on living without me.
It seems weird, that I'll just die and live the rest of eternity being dead and slowly disintegrating into the earth while people keep on going about their daily lives, buying flowers for their girlfriends or burning their toast in the morning, completely unaware that I'm no longer living amongst them.
They'll go to work, and flirt with the girl that gets coffees, and play the radio loud in the car, and I'll never know whats happening, and who's inventing what, and who said what to who, because I'll be too busy not existing.
Not that I want everyone to die with me when I die and civilization to end because I'm no longer there, just, it weirds me out.
Death doesn't seem real right now but its possibly the realest thing we have on this earth.
Its the one thing we can rely on to happen.
You live, and you die, and everyone grows old together, and then you create new people who go through the same process.
And all the while life floats along, creating new wars and new kinds of evil, and more exciting, expensive brands of cereal.
And thats pretty much the way of the world.
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