The most important question arises. What happens if I die?
What you learn is perspective, that from a height, everything seems different. The air seems thinner, the wind, colder.
Every light seems to be focused on you and you close your eyes and ask,
“What if I jump?” And the sky answers you, with this.
‘ The most probable eventuality, is oblivion. Nothingness, and purity. If not, any of the things you’ve heard of all your life, can happen. So try it out. Stand on the edge, feel the wind. Keep your arms away and feel the wind as you rush down. Would you scream? Would you be afraid?
Would you be like everyone else? Would you have to redo life?’
And the truth is that from that height, it all seems to set in place. Do you want to fly, amongst the birds and to finally figure out why you love all those superhero movies? To realize that you’ve always wanted to be a hero, just never expected that life hits, hits us hard, and most times, the people around you don’t even agree that it’s hard.
From the height, it all seems to set in place. The worries seem small, and the dreams seem closer. There’s just something missing, something that has to be changed, to fix everything.
The truth? Life isn’t for living,
Don’t choose life for what is seen,
for what is heard, not for what is felt,
not for the regrets or the memories, or the moments…
Choose life for the coffee,
for the smoke of heat in the cold,
for the mist in the cold and the light of the day,
Choose life for the ringing of the music,
for the smile in the midst of a painful past,
for all the love that you thought would always last.
Choose life for the curiosity,
for the rush of blood, for the mountains that aren’t a cup of tea,
Life is a climb, with a pretty damn good view,
You aren’t the rest, you aren’t with the few,
The one thing you learn, new and each day you renew,
Is this, that you are you,
Don’t ever forget what you know to be true.
Tomorrow the sun will shine again,
and each tiny battle will survive and grow,
don’t forget a second when you were low,
for when the lights are all out and the world’s dark,
when time seems to slow,
and all there is, is everlasting snow,
You’ll glow.
And bro,
You’ll know,
Life may go with the flow,
But always choose it,
Choose to be the show.
Meliora 