𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗺 𝗼𝗳 𝗨𝗻𝗰𝗲𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘁𝘆.
What's the difference between living and surviving?
Does the former differ from the latter? Isn't our very existence built on surviving, and how can we survive if we don't live in the first place?
What's the difference between living and surviving?
Does the former differ from the latter? Isn't our very existence built on surviving, and how can we survive if we don't live in the first place?
These questions create havoc in my soul and weigh heavily on my mind.
I looked to the Wind for answers, yet I found none. He tells the stories of the known and unknown. He has a vast knowledge of the Worlds, past and future. His wings spread across the whole Earth.
I looked to the Wind for answers, yet I found none. He tells the stories of the known and unknown. He has a vast knowledge of the Worlds, past and future. His wings spread across the whole Earth.
His lovers are the Sky and Sea. Yet in all his journey, the answer to my question eludes him.
I turned to the scholar and whispered my questions into his ears. The scholar tells the tale of the Wind and his lovers. He paints stories yet unknown.
I turned to the scholar and whispered my questions into his ears. The scholar tells the tale of the Wind and his lovers. He paints stories yet unknown.
The elements of the Earth are his to control, he hears the call of the birds and speaks the language of the sea.
The answer the scholar gave was short and clear.
"Living is doing the things your heart desires and not being a slave to the rat race"
The answer the scholar gave was short and clear.
"Living is doing the things your heart desires and not being a slave to the rat race"
If this is true, then it's safe to say none of us is alive.
This plunges me deeper into the abyss of confusion. Do we do things our heart desires? Are we not slaves to the rat race?
Living and surviving are opposite yet exist in the cycle of life.
This plunges me deeper into the abyss of confusion. Do we do things our heart desires? Are we not slaves to the rat race?
Living and surviving are opposite yet exist in the cycle of life.
It's either you are living or surviving, but what happens to us who don't exist? We are neither living nor surviving for we exist in the realm of uncertainty.
We have no voice, no power, no forward movement, no real love, and no zeal for life.
We have no voice, no power, no forward movement, no real love, and no zeal for life.
The scholar's reply to my question was,
"The non-existent state is between living and surviving. It is a state of struggles that seem not to take root"
I needn't plague my soul for he was right. The realm of uncertainty is filled with dreamless souls.
"The non-existent state is between living and surviving. It is a state of struggles that seem not to take root"
I needn't plague my soul for he was right. The realm of uncertainty is filled with dreamless souls.
We do not exist for life holds no meaning to us. Living and surviving are superficial in the realm, we fear for the worst yet welcome it with open arms.
Death is our companion for our realm lies close to it. We neither fear nor revere the Endless (Life and Death).
Death is our companion for our realm lies close to it. We neither fear nor revere the Endless (Life and Death).
They are two sides of the same coin. Nighttime is when our coin gets flipped. Head, and you fall asleep with your soul trapped in your body. Tail, and the dawn of the morning welcome you into her presence.
At the point of non-existent, you only have 2 options.
At the point of non-existent, you only have 2 options.
It's either you fight or surrender. We might not fear the Endless but whatever choice we make determines which side of the coin we get to see.
Life and Death linger on a strand of hope. That hope is what those who fight hold on to.
Life and Death linger on a strand of hope. That hope is what those who fight hold on to.
You fight to survive and when you do, the path to where you get to live will be paved with blood, sweat, and tears.
I find it futile, a waste of time and energy. Why should I fight just to survive and survive to live? It makes no sense!
I find it futile, a waste of time and energy. Why should I fight just to survive and survive to live? It makes no sense!
Life, Love, Hope, and Faith are superficial, and so is Happiness. Why do we exist just to die?
We should never have existed in the first place. My Soul and I should never have met in the first place.
What is the purpose of Life? Is it to live or survive?
We should never have existed in the first place. My Soul and I should never have met in the first place.
What is the purpose of Life? Is it to live or survive?
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