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I think about death quite often these days. And before you begin getting scared about my sanity, hear me out.
Isn’t it funny how we as a society suppressed and demonized the only real fact we actually have about this life? We are all going to die. Yet we managed to turn it into something you’re not supposed to talk about (at least not without a deeply saddened look on your face).
Just to be super blunt here - thought of death scares the shit out of me. When I was little, I would often have this feeling of being dead when I went to sleep. It wasn’t a dream, no, it usually crept up on me right before I went to La La Land. The feeling of total and utter emptiness, being hollow. Everything ending. I’m not me anymore. Am I there? I can still remember all of that very vividly.
I’m telling you this just so you know that thinking about death is not easy for me. But boy, is it needed!
We’re literally stuck on a planet spinning around the middle of absolutely nowhere. We’re all going to die. We all have a limited time to be spent on this earth. Yet we don’t allow ourselves to live happily and with ease. We’re not living life, we’re living mind.
Endlessly trying to fulfill other people’s expectations, trying not to disturb and let others down. Consciously or not. The thing is, I believe that there’s going to come a time when the mask will get too heavy. Call it a burnt out, depression or anxiety.
Maybe the only thing you’d want to be doing right now is to bury your toes in the sand and look at the beautiful cloudless sky.
The shift comes when you realize you actually can. And the only thing stopping you is your false beliefs that you should be doing something else. Because you WANT to be “this” or “that”. But what about the voice telling you that you want “this”, you need “this” - whose voice is that?
Live your life as though you’re on the verge of death. Because you are.