SAD BUT TRUE, WE ARE ALL GOING TO DIE

Imaging what it’ll be like pre-birth for an unburned to receive the news that it is going to be allowed to have a shot at life, I assume it is going to gladden its unburned heart. I assume one would be so grateful to whoever the creator is.  A chance to be in human flesh, a chance to be a mortal, a chance at reality, a chance at joy and pain, a chance at lucks and ills of human reality and vanity, a chance to own your destiny either ill or pretty, either ways, I assume the emptiness and the boredom that one suffers pre-conception is much more than that obtainable in life. One can only stay and paint a picture of what replaces daily activities such as sleeping, eating and sex in the pre-life realm, maybe better or maybe not, either way. This leads me to the main aim of this narrative.

                The day one is born should be seen as one’s misery day, I call it misery day because that is the day you start living your reality and heading for your vanity, life is spent defending our flesh selfishly, we do what needs to be done to keep our flesh nourished and our heads on our shoulders, the reasons are unknown because we are all going to die. That is the only area in vanity that humans have been actively busy without considering what it’s worth. It is for the serenity of sunshine that humanity takes the chills of rainy days, it is only in a wait for the days of pleasure we take that of pain, it is even for the worth promise of paradise some of us gets religious.

                What is the worth of all this protection of our flesh and keeping our heads on our shoulders religiously, when after all we are going to get old and die. This absolute stupidity in human existence has always been preserved. When do we expect the generational trend of human race preservation to come to a shot? Is they any time the creator is planning to close shops , bang the final gavel on the titanium made human life reservoir and say “enough of this circle of nonsense, its time ya’ll come back and be my tenants in my hollow space”  to mark the end of this circle of selfishness called humanity. It is only in life you’ll take what belongs to many and make it yours for the fear of lack, it is only for the selfishness in human nature we see countries using war as a form of hussle. The recipe called survival is the worst amongst what makes up human nature. Disease is spread at will because some people have got the cure, it is spread across continents as plagues so you’ll need their help. You’ll feed your vanity till burst because you have the fate of others in your hands. Human’s quest for relevance, survival or call it “staying afloat” is the reason for issues such as islamophobia, xenophobia or christianophobia if you will, humans don’t have the luxury of choice pre-birth, but once they got on it, they wouldn’t want to slip off it, not even at times that we are defeated by uncoutious phenomenon such as sleep.    The fire signs and alarms are never nudged for the sake of the others, it can only become an emergency if your head is involved.

Human’s quest for survival is fueled by dreams and the build-up to the sweetness that tomorrow holds, wishes and that grand plan that we believe would make our existence worth the time spent is why we must survive every day. The agony behind living is the fact that the constant companion of life is death, one cannot write a song or a book on life without reference to that certain end called death, they are a constant, they love each other.

                When I see a child walking hand in hand with his or her mother, to myself  I’d say; the end of this woman’s life marks the of that one individual that can kill, die or make a full time sacrifice for this child, motherhood is one true purity in human nature, I wish it could be that religious in all the spheres of our existence. Motherhood depicts generosity, motherhood depicts commitment, and it depicts a high level of tolerance that should serve as a template in human Endeavour in general. Motherhood is all about giving life, nurturing and growing it in order to give a chance for the continuation of human race, selfless and generous it is I tell you. How can one cherish the chance at life when the essence of it is shot down before it even started? Having children roaming our streets homeless is selfish, having them going to bed every night on empty stomach is not motherly of mother nature at all. Having our citizens traumatized with wars and disillusionment isn’t too. We need to mend humanity. JUST THINKING