It doesn’t matter what we do or how we do it. The only thing that matters is that we are here. Existing in whatever way we see fit for as long as we can. Enjoying life in all its sorrow and its glory. Existing if only for a flash. Because in reality a flash is all we get. A mere millisecond in the whole grand scheme of things. Of life, of earth, of our galaxy, our universe of everything we know that there is in reality. We are mere specs of dust floating on the wind of eternity. We get this wonderful chance to see life in all its splendor and its a shame that some people don’t even stop to see it…stop to listen to it. To feel what its like to really be alive. For all of those people i am sorry, but i wont miss my chance. I know what its like to be alive.. once again, to exist.
Like this:
Be the first to like this post.
~ by gebieker on Saturday, August 29, 2009.
Posted in Uncategorized
Tags: Poems.
Running ahead of the storm before the rain starts is what most do… Let the rain poor over you, risk lightning striking so that you can see the sun. let the wind howl, its just useless noise. let the lighting strike, it’ll only hurt for a minute. it won’t matter when your dead.
if we stop to look… hear… smell… or in some cases – think – society tumbles over us. we are filled with useless knowledge. we’ve based our life on things we’ve learned our whole life… math, science, language, history (oh, how i loathe the past) when in reality it is none of that. what we all need is our own stuff. stuff i know, i’ve known, or i’ll know because it is ME.
in the end, today won’t matter, tomorrow won’t matter, yesterday will.
I am. (2)
Dear Friend, I am, You are, and It is. For we exist. We are because we react, we feel, and we have. Nothing more. It is this mere existence this thought that you and I have now that makes us here. But this is not all. To exist is not necessary to being. Being like a human is. Being like we are. For animals exist yet none of me believes that an animal exists in the same manner as you and I. So what is important is what has and what will become. Not just that we are, but that we have been and we will be. We know this because we think and We’ve thought. It is existence and time, both. Not one nor the other. An animal is here, now. We are everything else.
http://georgebieker.wordpress.com/2011/11/12/i-am-2/