Deathbed conversions, when you realize that you have wasted your life. When you realize that you have been leading an unnecessary and inefficient lifestyle along with the rest of dead society. I think about how I am, I should not be haughty enough to think that I am completely alive just because I can justify others. I imagine myself as if I was about to die (I am in philosophy of Contemporary Romanticism Class), for a very short moment I feel the practicality of sacrifice, and the potency of nobility, the fortitude of vulnerability. Is this immortality? By knowing, and admitting this one out of many Truth? But is this really true? Thinking that I am going to die in such a point in my life makes me think that I am lying to myself. But, absolutely everything is true; if you cannot see any other meaning at least no this: realizing the potential of possibility is realizing the Truth, at least you can imagine that it is always possible for death to come unexpected.
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