Our Hour Glasses Are Half Full Of It

You are dying.

You wake up.

You drive to work, make it through your day, and come home.

You
have settled in front of your computer screen. You have clicked on
links to bring you here. You're kind enough to be reading this, and
you are dying.

That's OK; I'm dying too.

I think we have the same disease.

It's called life.

Most humans don't understand. We're dying.

Every second that passes is smoke disappearing in the air.

Every breath we take is deflating us.

Take a deeper one.

Open your eyes.

See that Death is truly going nowhere. In fact, it waits for us patiently with benevolence.

People become ill, and they get to die a little faster.

It bothers me when someone says: "he's dying a slow Death" I want
to answer back "no, it's us who are dying slowly...slower than the man
with heart failure or the woman with cancer..." These people seem to
be happier. I lost my Uncle to bone cancer last year...and my Dad to
Wagner's Disease when I was nine. I've seen the process of a "slow"
Death.

Time shifts. They have a year left. Then that's it. Years don't take their time.

Within this time, these people had never been so full of bliss.....it seems.

They were ready to die. They knew it was coming.

So should we, because it is.

Hate to break it to all of you, but Death is going to take your hand someday.

Someone can be the healthiest person here...and they get to die too...in fact, they're dying right now, just like you and I.

However for this "I run five miles a day and don't eat meat or carbs"
person...their Death is very...VERY slow. ...so I laugh at them while
I eat my fillet mignon then light up a cigarette

Some
people need to be reminded to "Live Like You Were Dying" (one of the
worst songs I have ever heard.)...I'm here to tell you....

YOU ARE DYING.

So live. Live however you want to
live...but make sure you're doing it. Create something that makes you
excited..and know that it came from you...so that when the day come
that Death gives you wings....you can inspire all the people that will
still be in this existence...so people can thank you.

Thank you, Uncle Richard, for teaching me how to always have a
sense of humor. you did...all the way to the end. You we're cracking
jokes on your Death bed...I admire that.

Thank you, Dad, for
showing me how to put others before myself. How to focus on those that
need help..whether that be in the form of the material, company, or
just plain love.

....and I have to thank Keegan Moran. I didn't know you that well;
but your Death has taught me that I need to reach out....talk to people
more. I wish I would have talked to you more instead of just staring
at the tattoos you were giving me. I'll never understand why you made
the choice to leave us...I will never forget you. I'm so honored to
have your incredible art on my skin.


I'm only on the edge of this. I will lose many more people through the Gates before I get to go myself...and I am.....


I am.

...and you are...

and we

we

are

dying.

....and it will be beautiful

"but you ain't dead yet.."


So be here now.

There is love

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Hello, and welcome to my little corner of the..um, cyber world. Here is where I will dump my creativity, as well as some rants, and perhaps some drivel. Oh, boy...exciting, yes?


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