The purpose of life is
not to enjoy it, nor even be successful. Ultimately, the only purpose in
living is to experience life.
If you can believe that, then all the weight laid upon your
shoulders by outrageous fortune and the suffocating machinations of soul-challenged humanity might bring you to your knees, but it will never leave you
prostrate. That’s because you will have a viewing platform located somewhere on the edge of your beleagured mind to which you can retire and
observe the experience.
But it’s a big ‘if.’
Meanwhile, there’s a song I’ve been wanting to post for
several days, by way of dedication and apology to a special person I used to know. If
my observational faculty serves me truthfully, it suits her. I only wish I could have
helped.
No comments:
Post a Comment