| the meaning of life |
| By Jaime Morrison |
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www.thenonist.com |
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what's this?! is it my time already? i've accomplished so little. sure, i've fed and housed veritable civilizations within myself, but who among us hasn't? what of my greater purpose? my identity? who was i in the scheme of things? |
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i am so young. 8 years old. some elders have lived to be 300 or more. what did they learn about the greater truths of the universe? did they leave that knowledge behind in their chestnuts? i still have so many questions. |
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i've heard it told on the wind that a rich and varied afterlife awaits the best of us. serving as the sturdy legs of a kings throne? framing a leonardo da vinci perhaps? or joined with hundreds of others in the vaulted canopy of some grand house of worship? can it be true? or will i just be an ever thinning cloud of particulates and dioxins? |
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my time has passed so quickly! what do i do? a bird once told me that at the end i'd see a bright light and that i should give myself over to it. |
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