I was watching the movie "Click" and the remote salesman says to the guy screwing around with his life "Remember the Leprachaun"
and the other guys like "Huh...Catch me lucky charms...that guy?"
and the salesman's like "He spends his life chasing the treasure but in the end...it's just corn flakes."
A lot of us realize this too late. It's just corn flakes, it's just money, it's just...things.
And Coke tried to convince me once that the taste of Coca Cola was "Life" but you know what? It's just syrup and carbonated water with little nutritional value and is really worth less than 5 cents but here I am paying 1.25 for a bottle. But the commercials are so convincing that I really thought life was in that bottle and that I could taste it.
Life. Life..it's so...you know. Mysterious. It's like why am I here. Some people aren't here but I am. Do I deserve to be here? I guess...because I'm here. But is it really a privilege to be here on Earth. Is perishing a blessing but many of us just haven't realized it yet? I know I must thank God for everything I have but when he takes someone's life are they not blessed? God wants me here for a reason and once that reason is fulfilled he no longer has use for me on earth. That's what I think, that's the only reasoning that I can think of when I see so much pain and suffering in the world, especially in children who die so young. I think that when a people die young it's god giving them higher chances to get into heaven because maybe sometime in their future they would end up doing something that would really limit their chances of getting into heaven. They leave this earth at such a young age, and we say "why?" And "how could there be a God?" But one day the inquisitors will leave this earth just as that child did and we realize that in the end we all end up the same, in the end is truth. So I'm thinking and thinking..why am I here and I try to imagine what it's like to not be here. But I can't, it's so strange to imagine yourself just not existing that one day there just won't be a tomorrow for me. So I ask myself what it is that I should be accomplishing.. ..is the path already set in my heart?
The length of that path is chosen by God and if I continue to look to him for directions I'll follow that path until he no longer has use for me on this earth. Or, I can ignore the path and go where I want I continue to seek satisfaction without GOD and not accomplish what God intended for me and die ignoring my built in GPS system [soul]. My life is a little bit of inbetween. I get on the path, I fall off. I try to take a short cut and end up trying to find the path again with my tail between my legs and divine fate just standing there with a yard stick in his hand shaking his head. "Who told you to go there? Look at you, coming back here with all these insect bites and scratches"divine fate would say to me.
Life is not just black and white. It's not just right and wrong. Sometimes right is wrong and wrong is right. If and old Mets fan was lying in his deathbed and the only thing that could make him smile was tell him that the Mets won the play offs on his dying day, well guess what? That's what I would tell him. Because the end is what matters. The quality of life is what matters. Quality is measured in happiness and genuine moments and meaningful relationships.
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My dad told me something once that will forever stick with me. "Everyone is so concerned with where they will end up, but in reality, you have no conciousness of where you came from, so what does it matter where you go when it's over. Just be the best person you can be in the mean time and forget the rest." A genius, my father. Or at least that is what I thought at the time when he said this. It definately help me focus on one simple thing... Today, and maybe if I'm lucky, I'll get to see tomorrow, but I won't know until I'm in it right???
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